weren't you just hounding me about whether or not i wear underwear don't act like you're above me, dick
[ but billy laughs, starting to make his way back to his and geralt's tent so he can grab his shit before he and marcus start grabbing other people's shit. ]
my existence is already a distraction it doesn't take a whole lot, dude
at least i don't talk to girls with boyfriends who could absolutely kill me
[ that's... probably like every girl with a boyfriend at king's, honestly. also, billy's just joking about the whole googly eyes at maria thing. mostly. chico probably does want to kill marcus, but chico kinda wants to kill everyone, so.
anyway. onto... questions he doesn't really want to answer, despite this whole honesty thing they've just started getting into. admittedly, billy hasn't really... played the field, so to speak. fucking three times a month isn't much in the grand scheme of things, so he hasn't been sweating it too much - but it also helps that he's been able to meet quota just messing around with marcus, easy.
but how fucking pathetic is that, that he's just been banking on wanking with his friend? marcus has probably fucked a dozen people by now, which is fine - the dude deserves it, and he's attractive enough that he can't imagine it being easy to turn him down. billy's just - billy. the weird kid that even the weird girls don't like. he could probably find someone willing to show him a little pity (gross) if he tried, but honestly, the last casual hookup he had wound up making him feel kind of bad in hindsight, so... is it even worth it?
fucking - whatever. ]
nah, not really i get by with you, i don't really stress about it too much
no subject
don't act like you're above me, dick
[ but billy laughs, starting to make his way back to his and geralt's tent so he can grab his shit before he and marcus start grabbing other people's shit. ]
my existence is already a distraction
it doesn't take a whole lot, dude
[ ... ]
but i might just flash my ass if all else fails
no subject
except when it comes to talking to girls.
[ sorry to bring up the petra thing again, but christ, dude, what even was that. ]
speaking of that.
have you uh
[ ... ]
i mean
is that something you've pursued since coming here
[ wait, he didn't say what he's talking about, he just thought it. hastily - ]
like
getting fucked
or whatever
no subject
[ that's... probably like every girl with a boyfriend at king's, honestly. also, billy's just joking about the whole googly eyes at maria thing. mostly. chico probably does want to kill marcus, but chico kinda wants to kill everyone, so.
anyway. onto... questions he doesn't really want to answer, despite this whole honesty thing they've just started getting into. admittedly, billy hasn't really... played the field, so to speak. fucking three times a month isn't much in the grand scheme of things, so he hasn't been sweating it too much - but it also helps that he's been able to meet quota just messing around with marcus, easy.
but how fucking pathetic is that, that he's just been banking on wanking with his friend? marcus has probably fucked a dozen people by now, which is fine - the dude deserves it, and he's attractive enough that he can't imagine it being easy to turn him down. billy's just - billy. the weird kid that even the weird girls don't like. he could probably find someone willing to show him a little pity (gross) if he tried, but honestly, the last casual hookup he had wound up making him feel kind of bad in hindsight, so... is it even worth it?
fucking - whatever. ]
nah, not really
i get by with you, i don't really stress about it too much