(the grablenuts stew with alcohol in his stomach, combining unhelpfully into a compelling force that makes him want to reach out and toss his arm over noctis' shoulders. it might solve noctis' wobble. it might also make this weird.
fortunately, he has there wherewithal to resist the pull, chastise himself, and cross his arms to stay good.)
Ugh, I don't know... maybe I just don't have his horse vibes. Every horse I ever metβand I grew up in a place where, like, every farm outside the core city seemed to have at least one horseβhated me or wanted to see me fail. I swear to God they had neighbourhood meetings.
(turning mid-step to face him and walk backward, shrugging his shoulders up, jonas continues.) I'm about to make another generalization that you need to hear, because there is something to it. Horse people are unhinged. If someone has a horse shirt on, tread lightly.
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(the grablenuts stew with alcohol in his stomach, combining unhelpfully into a compelling force that makes him want to reach out and toss his arm over noctis' shoulders. it might solve noctis' wobble. it might also make this weird.
fortunately, he has there wherewithal to resist the pull, chastise himself, and cross his arms to stay good.)
Ugh, I don't know... maybe I just don't have his horse vibes. Every horse I ever metβand I grew up in a place where, like, every farm outside the core city seemed to have at least one horseβhated me or wanted to see me fail. I swear to God they had neighbourhood meetings.
(turning mid-step to face him and walk backward, shrugging his shoulders up, jonas continues.) I'm about to make another generalization that you need to hear, because there is something to it. Horse people are unhinged. If someone has a horse shirt on, tread lightly.
Absolutely do not insult horses.