[ Boring is fine, boring is good. Boring is better than nothing, as far as houses go— it's better to have a roof over your head than none, Marcos would know because he's lived the street urchin life.
He's also intimately familiar with people trying to take said roofs over his head with heavy objects to some part of his body (you'd be surprised), not that he anticipated that coming in. Muttering under his breath about how cold it is and how pissed he is about being here, he only catches those green eyes in the dark when it's too late.
Good thing he manages to sidestep a little, but dude; a broken vase on his shoulder isn't that great of a greeting!! ]
—What the fuck?! Holy shit, these are the only pair of pants I have, asshole! I'm not gonna piss in 'em so you better not be playing with me right now, I'll fuckin' fight you for this place!
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He's also intimately familiar with people trying to take said roofs over his head with heavy objects to some part of his body (you'd be surprised), not that he anticipated that coming in. Muttering under his breath about how cold it is and how pissed he is about being here, he only catches those green eyes in the dark when it's too late.
Good thing he manages to sidestep a little, but dude; a broken vase on his shoulder isn't that great of a greeting!! ]
—What the fuck?! Holy shit, these are the only pair of pants I have, asshole! I'm not gonna piss in 'em so you better not be playing with me right now, I'll fuckin' fight you for this place!