Coconut Grove i'm in a b-boy stance, i'm not dancing

his teeth gritted in a really weird smile as bat squinted at him, moving the leave. he stopped himself from releasing a huge ass breathe, and instead reluctantly stood to follow after, tail low but trying to seem inconspicuous. it was kinda working. by kinda i mean not at all. good god he was bugging out. 

then she started about BALLS. like oh my god. FINE. clearly she knows. tristan shot her a dirty look. i'm SORRY okay, i can't HELP it sometimes it just HAPPENS, he cried, rather embarrassed and exasperated, take it as a compliment, okay, jesus christ. ah.