[ evan snorts. his assumptions. assuming that david wasn't getting any action outside of him? he knows that this whole place is a mood-killer, but maybe at this point some of them don't care if a smug fuck in black leather's taking pictures of them fucking in the woods.
he has to assume that it's with other survivors. even what they have took a long damn time, and it's a fight half the time. other killers - it's a pain to think about, even if he knows some of them do get action. willing action, even. ]
Yeah, well, you ain't gettin' it better is my guess.
[ the hands on his waist make him wonder, now that the argument's turned into a smolder. it feels deliberate, but he's not going to push just yet. david's still liable to try and break his jaw getting mad about something stupid. ]
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he has to assume that it's with other survivors. even what they have took a long damn time, and it's a fight half the time. other killers - it's a pain to think about, even if he knows some of them do get action. willing action, even. ]
Yeah, well, you ain't gettin' it better is my guess.
[ the hands on his waist make him wonder, now that the argument's turned into a smolder. it feels deliberate, but he's not going to push just yet. david's still liable to try and break his jaw getting mad about something stupid. ]