Relax man, relax!
Relax man, relax!
Some...sometimes....
Aggh....backbackback....cramp..augh...
Huh! Okay, I'm thinking something botanical. Maybe a matching set, but not too matchy. Too matchy gets creepy.
Charmingly old!!
//i feel like it explains a lot about olwen that her actual dad is ofc dogshit but then the guy who raised her in the human way is the type to bring an 8 year old to bet on horse races
....wow! You're a real pro! What should we name the kids.
HH- eyy well I guess that's okay.
I'm not that old!! Damn...
Oh, that sounds like a great idea! Maybe we can fake some workplace hazards.
Huhh??
Yeah? And do what? Show ass?
[LOUDEST SNIFFLE ON EARTH]
NOT MY BIG FAT ASS.
[He's sweeping the snow off the balcony of Olwen's old aparment, whistling to himself lowly.]
Just the state of it, is all. As I said, nothing audacious.
.....well, no use lying to a fellow professional!
Hey, I only act--
Well, nevermind. Surely you have lots of passions!
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We...well ma'am I assure you it wasn't a question of age just.
[A pause, overly long. Something about that seems to have really bothered him. Washed his face pale.]
...nothing. It suits you very nicely.
you hair is kind of...
Kid you can't be telling me that gilfs are the only reason you're alive
Sheesh! You're passionate!
Well, ma'am, I dunno how to tell you this, but...
OKAY, OKAY. no hair dye, got it...
MEN GET GRAYER AND SAGGIER N O W
DO NOT KILL YOURSELF!!! HOLY SHIT!!
Well, not exactly...
Oh, lad...there, there...[rubbing his back a bit] its tragic but we can't be cryin' about it...
GILF? G- Weell...mmm. I guess I did upgrade to that recently...
woah!! woah!!! relax!!