#icb I’m letting this asshole sully my multimuse

[fairytaletold]

@wolfisheart // i don't see you spouting poetry.

❛ Fuck off. ❜ It’s a scoff twisted into a laugh. From his place on the bar’s worn leather couch, Cash throws him a sardonic look. Boots rest on the table, beer idle in one lifted hand; he lifts it now, if only to press the cool glass against his busted lip ( he’d dragged the guy outside the bar to fight; Hale should at least be grateful for that ) He stretches his jaw, winces. Takes a swig. ❛ I ain’t spouting’ poetry cause it wasn’t heroic. ❜ My hero, Hale had fluttered as Cash stormed back in, and five minutes later, hadn’t stopped since. Ridiculous, flowery shit. ❛ Guy was just being a fuckin’ dick. Don’t make it a big deal. ❜