"Hi" came the deep, simple and rusty voice from the canine mouth of Lobo, staring at Quentin with his bright red eyes beneath the black hood of his poncho. He grinned, teeth flashing slightly while the wind brushed ghostly through his white fur.
He just found Quentin in the bar of Mount Ormond, leaning in the doorway, slightly leaned forward interested in the other one.
"May you want some company of the old wolf I am? I won't bite... probably." He asked with a vibrating voice.
The teenager looks in the direct on where the voice was heard. He slightly tilt his head.
"I dont mind if you join, if you bite I'll bite back bud" it chuckled. Looking into the fellows red eyes, "So where did you come from?"
" You're never leaving here alive."
Quentin didn't take the clown seriously
As Dwight sung quentin rested his head on his shoulder, smiling to himself. Soon Quentin started rocking himself front to back, in the end it didn't take long for the sleep deprived teen to drift off to sleep. Snoring lightly as his rocking stopped and he began to feel like deadweight on Dwight's shoulder.
During his slumber, strings of incomplete sentences left his mouth, sounding more like conversations youd hear taking a bus with a group of kids, meaningless topics. The warm fire soon died out, and Quentin has yet to stir awake, peacefully staying still again Dwight.
"Dwight, bigman if you will, how are you? How's life?" quentin leans on the log in front of the campfire
"Do you mind staying up with me? I kinda can't sleep... Not like I really did before hand"
The teen sat on the log with his legs close to his chest and chuck a piece of firewood into the center of the already lit makeshift fireplace
(Yippee interaction! -mun)
- @sleepy-quentin
The nickname earned Quentin a snort of a laugh and a crooked grin, "Bigman?? Since when?" Dwight settled onto the long next to the teen. Leaning forward so his elbows rested on his knees, head cocked slightly. "I've been doing good, man." The more open friendly expression traded for something a little more concerned, lines etching into his brow. "What's gotcha up ? Something going one or uh- just- not able to?"
Mun here
Y'all wanted Steve x quentin?
No?
Too bad.
quentin, got any favorite movies?
Me and freddy should reenact the movie<3 -quentin
((For those who dont know what hard candy is: its about a tenage girl name hayley who meets a man named Jeff online and they meet at a coffee shop, jeff is an adult and hayley is a child, he takes her home and hayley reveals that shes aware he preys on young girl (minors) and takes explicit photos. She then process to torture jeff until she convinces him to take his own life, ITS A REALLY GOOD MOVIE))
Some recent art I've done!!!
(Also my commissions are open, please commission me I need money and I've been applying to jobs)
Quentin smiles and slowly close his eyes.
Humming a response
His head rubs slowly came to a halt as Quentin began to grew sleepy
"Hi" came the deep, simple and rusty voice from the canine mouth of Lobo, staring at Quentin with his bright red eyes beneath the black hood of his poncho. He grinned, teeth flashing slightly while the wind brushed ghostly through his white fur.
He just found Quentin in the bar of Mount Ormond, leaning in the doorway, slightly leaned forward interested in the other one.
"May you want some company of the old wolf I am? I won't bite... probably." He asked with a vibrating voice.
The teenager looks in the direct on where the voice was heard. He slightly tilt his head.
"I dont mind if you join, if you bite I'll bite back bud" it chuckled. Looking into the fellows red eyes, "So where did you come from?"
Pssst- *holds up a purple flashlight and purple medkit* Wanna be a menace and help me steal Albert’s glasses?
There was an attempt