"Really? What--? How is that even--? ...Never mind. I don't wanna know."
Fuckin' Milliways, man.
Taking his mirrored sunglasses from his t-shirt collar, he unfolds them and slips them on, and he squints out over the lake, checking for suspicious-looking ripples. But Kate is also in his line of sight, so he catches her with the light in her hair and her proud profile shadowed under the brim of her hat. After a few moments he turns back to the trail.
"Yeah, the only squid I deal with are fried and dipped in marinara sauce. Ever tried calamari?"
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"Really? What--? How is that even--? ...Never mind. I don't wanna know."
Fuckin' Milliways, man.
Taking his mirrored sunglasses from his t-shirt collar, he unfolds them and slips them on, and he squints out over the lake, checking for suspicious-looking ripples. But Kate is also in his line of sight, so he catches her with the light in her hair and her proud profile shadowed under the brim of her hat. After a few moments he turns back to the trail.
"Yeah, the only squid I deal with are fried and dipped in marinara sauce. Ever tried calamari?"