( scott laughs, pointing with his fork. ) Yeah, see? You get me.
( and maybe he's pushing his luck, but scott doesn't think too much about it. frank's not necessarily one of his best friends; he's also not a total stranger. the line is strange, honestly, but he's good company, at least. )
But okay--okay. Humour me. ( he scoops some spaghetti between his tines, watching frank curiously. ) What's the grossest motel bed you've ever had to sleep on?
[That's not the type of question Frank had expected. Was this guy for real? He just wanted small talk? Frank thought about it a moment, then shrugged.]
There was one that smelled like every rat in the city had crawled into the sheets and died.
[That's probably not a great image while they're eating dinner.]
It--what? Really? ( scott could pass for riveted, almost. ) Was it at least comfortable?
( and it seems like a lot of mundane shit... because, yeah, it's mundane shit. but there's a point to all of it, scott likes to think. a break of normalcy between all the mercenary killings and all scott's own crap. )
Were there any actual rats? Was this smell unwashed comestains 8 months later? Dude.
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( and maybe he's pushing his luck, but scott doesn't think too much about it. frank's not necessarily one of his best friends; he's also not a total stranger. the line is strange, honestly, but he's good company, at least. )
But okay--okay. Humour me. ( he scoops some spaghetti between his tines, watching frank curiously. ) What's the grossest motel bed you've ever had to sleep on?
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There was one that smelled like every rat in the city had crawled into the sheets and died.
[That's probably not a great image while they're eating dinner.]
LMAO IM SORRY FRANK
( and it seems like a lot of mundane shit... because, yeah, it's mundane shit. but there's a point to all of it, scott likes to think. a break of normalcy between all the mercenary killings and all scott's own crap. )
Were there any actual rats? Was this smell unwashed comestains 8 months later? Dude.
lol XD
I try not to think about it. Shit. You collect hotel horror stories or something?