And what the fuck, Darcy? His eyes may not be what they once were, but he's pretty damn sure he just saw her disappear? He blinks rapidly a few times, questions his sanity for not the first time, and then turns an exasperated look back to Steven.
"She's a little too young for me, man... what the hell are you-- I'm not sleeping with anybody! This is our cabin, that's all."
This is why Steven keeps making just... piss poor impressions. He reaches out to grab for one of Steven's arms to look over. He said something about getting cut up, right?
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And what the fuck, Darcy? His eyes may not be what they once were, but he's pretty damn sure he just saw her disappear? He blinks rapidly a few times, questions his sanity for not the first time, and then turns an exasperated look back to Steven.
"She's a little too young for me, man... what the hell are you-- I'm not sleeping with anybody! This is our cabin, that's all."
This is why Steven keeps making just... piss poor impressions. He reaches out to grab for one of Steven's arms to look over. He said something about getting cut up, right?
"A stick..." Really?