His hand is already back in his jacket, but he slows and stares down at her.
Are you fucking kidding me? Hell of a way to ask for a favor.
Sweeney knows damn well that being around her is a risk for inviting that fucking Frenchie, and he doubts talking about him is going to do any favors in that department.
"Fuck if I know." He pulls out a small tin. Inside is a package of tobacco and some papers. Sweeney starts to roll the first cigarette.
"Ya lookin' ta fuck me in the grass or somethin'?"
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Date: 2021-11-16 05:13 am (UTC)Are you fucking kidding me? Hell of a way to ask for a favor.
Sweeney knows damn well that being around her is a risk for inviting that fucking Frenchie, and he doubts talking about him is going to do any favors in that department.
"Fuck if I know." He pulls out a small tin. Inside is a package of tobacco and some papers. Sweeney starts to roll the first cigarette.
"Ya lookin' ta fuck me in the grass or somethin'?"