#hugo:shiloh

[muse-legion]

By now he knew very well how stubborn Shiloh could be but he wasn’t going to argue with her over it. After all, she was old enough to know what she wanted to do with her life. “Fine. Choice is yours.” He sighed, finally handing her the little package of cigarettes in his hand. “What? It would definitely be the healthier option and besides it defines your body, whereas smoking just ages it.” Hugo didn’t expect her to give up on it but he could at least try. Not because he wanted to tell her what to do but because he was worried about the people he cared about. “Which is why I’m working a lot.” He laughed although his “jobs” were not exactly what his parents would have wanted for their child but hey it paid the bills and he was actually having fun most of the time. At least, Hugo chose his clients and how far he would take things with them. “Sounds like it. Let me know if you need a wingman. “

"i don't think that's how it works, you're meant to pick one. besides, being here for a long time sounds exhausting." shiloh's amusement turned into musing, she was never so easily sold. she was, however, always willing to grant herself some fun. "you're going to if you don't give that back." her hand was offered for the lighter to be placed into, like a branch to bridge peace, even as she took a taunting step closer. "sports? really?" her nose crinkled at the thought. sure, she was like the energiser bunny half the time, but she liked to balance it out by spending the other half being unreasonably lazy. "you need money to go shopping…" she let her head cock to the side coyly. "i guess that just leaves whatever else adults do for fun."

[muse-legion]

“Why choose one if you have both? Being here for a long, good time does sound better to me than being here for a short, good one. Don’t you think?” Hugo laughed, still not giving up his attempts to convince her. “Life’s too short anyway.” He stated more to himself, raising his brows and chuckling at her next words. “Like a tree hu? Now that I’d really like to see.” It was funny picture in his imagination but then again the words climbing him sounded entirely different on their own, although he knew that wasn’t what she was trying to imply. “I don’t know what you’re into but sports for example? Or shopping? Or …” His lips formed a playful grin as he leaned in a little more to bring his face closer to her own. “Whatever else adults do to have a good time.”

shiloh shrugged, purely because it was rudeness that was earned if you asked her. "whatever happened to being here for a good time, not a long time?" her hands fell to her hips, and a huff was given as her eyes followed the lighter further out of reach. "i'll climb you like a tree." it didn't seem like much of a threat, but she meant it. a smirk formed on her lips. "oh yeah? like what?"

[muse-legion]

Hugo enjoyed winding her up a little; no hard feelings, he was really just messing around with her. “Hey, that’s rude! I’m just trying to look out for you here. Smoking is bad for you.” He chuckled, holding the lighter up even higher than before. “ come and get it.” Hugo chuckled, sticking out his tongue mockingly, before he leaned in. “There are better things to do than that if you’re bored.”

open to: w/nb/m muse: shiloh denny, 24 - 30, bisexual, bartender

"oh my god, fuck off." barely suppressing a laugh, shiloh gave them a shove before lifting her arms in another futile attempt to reach the lighter they held over their head. "you know i kinda need that to light this, right?"