[ in david's mind it just makes sense. most killers fucking hate him at this point. even outside of trials there's only a couple of killers he's anything bordering respectful to, and clown sure as fuck isn't one of them, it's on sight with that fat fuck whenever david sees him. he's polite enough to nurse, but as someone who manages to slam a pallet on her head every now and then, there's no way she wouldn't take the chance to snuff him out if the opportunity presented. ]
[ that's all in the back of david's head though, a problem for him to worry about later. right now he sticks close to billy — not so much that he's right on his case or anything, but close enough they can talk without raising their voices — and ducks into a corner where there's a little old box tucked away. ]
Just for the holidays-- Christmas, Easter. That kinda shit. [ just prayer books, shit. he was hoping for wine. ] Trussed up in my finest so we looked good.
[ god he does not miss that in the least, trying to make sure the family looked good at social events. parents criticising him because he was too 'flashy' and made them look like new money pretenders or whatever. ]
no subject
[ that's all in the back of david's head though, a problem for him to worry about later. right now he sticks close to billy — not so much that he's right on his case or anything, but close enough they can talk without raising their voices — and ducks into a corner where there's a little old box tucked away. ]
Just for the holidays-- Christmas, Easter. That kinda shit. [ just prayer books, shit. he was hoping for wine. ] Trussed up in my finest so we looked good.
[ god he does not miss that in the least, trying to make sure the family looked good at social events. parents criticising him because he was too 'flashy' and made them look like new money pretenders or whatever. ]
Yours?