I should be doing more with this account. I've been trying to get back into drawing, so maybe I will!
Probably not, but who knows.
Southern Comfort - 11. Don't stand too close without apologies.
"I could shoot you where you stand."
She didn't glare at him, exactly. It was more of a steely look that Nick had bestowed upon him from time-to-time whenever he started mentioning Keith and some asinine adventure he was sure none of them believed in. All the same, her eyes had his words tripping over themselves as he found himself muttering something about the weather.
Blushing and stuttering like he was a god-damn twelve year-old finally plucking up the courage to confess his feelings to the first girl that he'd had full-on a crush on, Ellis turned away from the girl on the bridge, relinquishing the task of talking to Nick. The older man was shot down just as quickly as Ellis had been, though there had been no real exchange between her and the latter to begin with save for a quick 'hello' and 'beautiful weather, huh?'
Yeah, no. The bleak, darkening sky was not 'beautiful.'
All the same, the pretty woman with the loa