//I imagine you have a feeling as to what I will say in response to this.

💬: You are…adorable.

💬: Let me know your address and I’ll pick you up on my bike.

💬: Don’t worry, I’m only scary if I’m pissed.

💬:…

💬: Which is admittedly a lot of the time.

//I’m extra glad I threw Paul at Yelena, and probably will continue to do so. He’s an absolute sweetheart of a lad, and I think that’s a great interaction pairing with a depressed alcoholic assassin haha.

💬: My teacher would fuckin’ love you, sweetheart.

💬: What sorts of dates do you like? I’m not great at this romance thing, I’ll admit.

…an award that could be handed out.

“Let’s make this interesting then. Winner gets something from the loser? Drinks?”

…scientist kept darting around to cover each inch of the table.
“You’ve been pretty confident, feeling shaken up right now?” Ash jabbed a bit. Not that Ash was a sore winner who reveled in others pain, but they would probably be a champion at trash talking in CoD lobbies if that was…

+

//That’s awesome and kinda sweet! Our characters really do help us with working through our own internal struggles.

//They just like me frfr

//Depressed characters are strangely really fun to play haha.

-From: Geena

💬: You have the energy of someone who doesn’t know what’s going on half the time, and I I’m kinda into it.

Right swipe.

…waited for his date to arrive. A white shirt, vest, and stetson was what he was wearing for this. As odd as the stetson was to his looks most of the time, it held a lot of sentimental value to him.

☂️

The shining kind eyes of Paul both widened and squinted for a moment, the sort when you receive from someone when you say something absolutely unhinged in front of them.

“So…have you…killed…people?” He cautiously asked in his rustic British accent.

"Ни хрена себе!"