[ and murr is more than happy to pull shylock closer, feel the barrel of it against his chest, all while smiling brightly at shylock with the smallest amount of teeth while doing so. ]
Yeah? And then what did he do, hm?~
[ he even goes so far as to wrap his arms around shylock and hum. ]
[ the utter audacity. shylock would not hesitate in killing him if this gun were real, you know?
except he won't. murr knows he won't, and that's the most maddening thing.
... ]
It's not my fault if you'd already forgotten, hm?
[ he wasn't even sure what kind of relationship bradley and nero had. unlike him and murr, the two of them would keep whatever they have under wraps. but is that any better?
after mulling it over, he retracts the gun from murr's chest and hands it over to him. there's no point to this. ]
Never you mind. I was merely talking to myself. Moreover we should finally get ourselves home, hm?
[ he wouldn't, he couldn't, and yet murr doesn't even think of those implications. the only thing that's on his mind is if he'd hear the sound of a gunshot, he wouldn't even flinch. his smile would be as bright as ever. just like how he's wearing one right now.
quietly, murr takes the gun and sticks it in the waist of his pants. he flings his arms out and one of his legs. ]
We should! We should! I want some of those fruit snacks.
[ and he spins, twirls around shylock with a grin. ]
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Yeah? And then what did he do, hm?~
[ he even goes so far as to wrap his arms around shylock and hum. ]
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except he won't. murr knows he won't, and that's the most maddening thing.
... ]
It's not my fault if you'd already forgotten, hm?
[ he wasn't even sure what kind of relationship bradley and nero had. unlike him and murr, the two of them would keep whatever they have under wraps. but is that any better?
after mulling it over, he retracts the gun from murr's chest and hands it over to him. there's no point to this. ]
Never you mind. I was merely talking to myself. Moreover we should finally get ourselves home, hm?
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quietly, murr takes the gun and sticks it in the waist of his pants. he flings his arms out and one of his legs. ]
We should! We should! I want some of those fruit snacks.
[ and he spins, twirls around shylock with a grin. ]
So let's go!~