[ the sudden appearance of her next to him as he stuffs the jar of hooch into jumpsuit pockets too shallow to house it has him leaning away from her. he doesn't startle though, almost used to everyone creeping up on him. frank frowns deeply and stares at her while she types, his deep red-purple eye socket throbbing and making him all the more impatient.
he's been trying to avoid having a real conversation with anyone, though a few had already goaded him out of his shell. what this woman wants seems much simpler and for that he's grateful. he shakes his head to try and get across that it was free, insofar as much as anything is here. a veritable prison yard where a few luxuries are thrown back in their faces like gifthorses. he gets annoyed enough at the thought to pull out his device from his other pocket and reply. ] didn't suck his dick if that's what you're asking
man in the hizzy
he's been trying to avoid having a real conversation with anyone, though a few had already goaded him out of his shell. what this woman wants seems much simpler and for that he's grateful. he shakes his head to try and get across that it was free, insofar as much as anything is here. a veritable prison yard where a few luxuries are thrown back in their faces like gifthorses. he gets annoyed enough at the thought to pull out his device from his other pocket and reply. ] didn't suck his dick if that's what you're asking