“I’m devastated. Look how sad I am.”
Johnny rolls his eyes, setting his cup down to move a kettle over the gentle flame of the campfire. “Well, I guess you don’t want any coffee, then. What a shame that I only serve people who aren’t throwing shit at me.”
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“................” Shit. Now this JoJo is holding the coffee hostage?? How dare he! He grumbled, arms crossed as he looked off to the side. “...... Hmph...” He physically can’t apologize....
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“Man, this is so much fantastic coffee for one person. Maybe I’ll call over Gyro to have some...” ...He’s enjoying Diego’s dilemma way too much.
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His fingers tapped quicker along his jawline, his eyes narrowed even more as he grumbled loudly. “.............Tch....” Coffee, the second most prominent liquid he needs in his system next to his blood. He needs it, but apologizing for his behavior is not something he can do...
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It’s so hard to not laugh. He keeps a straight face as he sips at it. Gyro made it, so of course it’s amazing.
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His foot started tapping impatiently as he stared at the other with a death glare. He fuckin’ needs some god damn coffee. “I........ Hmph....” Fuckin’ stubborn ass scaly shit head is having a hard time there...
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“...........Man, you really suck at this. All ‘ya gotta do is say “sorry!” and I’ll share. But it looks like that ain’t happenin’ today.”
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He just grits his teeth against each other behind his lips before inhaling. Eyes narrowed at him, he is gonna attempt to apologize. Here he goes! “I’m....... .......... I..... ........ I’m sorry....” He looks like he is in vast amounts of pain right now.
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