[The mere suggestion of it has Ray reaching for his beer and downing several large gulps of it. The idea of this guy doing anything with him is bad enough, but trying to get Ray under heel is a whole level of nope. But he tries not to show his displeasure. Tries to shrug it off and hide his brief contempt around his beer as nothing more than the awkward newbie act. He'll swallow his pride for the sake of conversation.]
So how do I get rid of a clinger? Once I'm done, I'm done, I don't need a stalker after my affections, especially not from ones like this.
[He leans in a little closer, lowering his voice as he vaguely points towards his head.] I mean this one's cute but he's kinda crazy. Doesn't always play right.
[And there's that touch, getting Ray's leg twitching under the fingers at his calf in an obvious bid for attention. Ray reaches down, tilting Fraser's chin up with a hand and swiping a thumb over his bitten bottom lip, then turns his attention back to Lucca. He doesn't want to look at Lucca. He'd much rather stare down at Fraser for the rest of the day, cradling him close, and yet instead he's forced to talk shit to some freakshow mobster.]
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[The mere suggestion of it has Ray reaching for his beer and downing several large gulps of it. The idea of this guy doing anything with him is bad enough, but trying to get Ray under heel is a whole level of nope. But he tries not to show his displeasure. Tries to shrug it off and hide his brief contempt around his beer as nothing more than the awkward newbie act. He'll swallow his pride for the sake of conversation.]
So how do I get rid of a clinger? Once I'm done, I'm done, I don't need a stalker after my affections, especially not from ones like this.
[He leans in a little closer, lowering his voice as he vaguely points towards his head.] I mean this one's cute but he's kinda crazy. Doesn't always play right.
[And there's that touch, getting Ray's leg twitching under the fingers at his calf in an obvious bid for attention. Ray reaches down, tilting Fraser's chin up with a hand and swiping a thumb over his bitten bottom lip, then turns his attention back to Lucca. He doesn't want to look at Lucca. He'd much rather stare down at Fraser for the rest of the day, cradling him close, and yet instead he's forced to talk shit to some freakshow mobster.]
See what I mean?