before tossing the jacket to the ground, shoulders rolling like he's...nothing more than an unpleasant customer you'd be forced to maneuver around during a Christmas sale.
he doesn't quite meet newt's gaze — instead he draws out his phone, eyes roving over its screen. ]
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before tossing the jacket to the ground, shoulders rolling like he's...nothing more than an unpleasant customer you'd be forced to maneuver around during a Christmas sale.
he doesn't quite meet newt's gaze — instead he draws out his phone, eyes roving over its screen. ]
Yeah, it's rather late, isn't it?
[ there's a ghost of a smirk, suddenly. ]
You two don't happen to have plans, do you?