03-03-2021, 03:26 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 370px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 1.4; color: black;"]— "Damn, I didn't get the memo that we were gonna go down to town in our jammies." Colt scowled, his cheeks flushing bright red. "Oh, really? Guess you just gotta listen closer to the orders next time," he would shoot back, matching her semi-playful, sarcastic tone, his lips twitching. He tipped back his head and took another drink of his coffee, enjoying the warm feeling that it brought. He gave a nod. "Yeah, I'm Colt. Good to meet you, too." He sighed, setting down his cup and crossing his arms over his chest. "Lucky us, huh? We get the honor of climbing down this massive mountain in this freezing-ass weather," he muttered, mostly talking to himself.
And then Drew was off, going on about... a snowboard? He frowned, knitting his brow. "Why the hell do you need a- ...aaand she's gone." So it seemed he wasn't going to get an explanation. With a shrug, he stood to his full height and made the short trip back to his room. He got dressed as quickly as he could, making sure to layer up - he'd learned not to mess with the cold the hard way. He also grabbed an apple, sticking it in the pocket of his heavy hunting jacket - a snack for the road.
Once he was all ready, Colt grabbed his half-full coffee from the kitchen before trudging over to the lodge's front entrance. He looked up as Drew approached shortly after, and then nodded in the direction of the door. "Ladies first," he would remark with an over-exaggerated gesture, less than eager to face the shitty weather. He eyeballed the snowboard tucked under her arm, tilting his head to the side. "Also - what's with the snowboard, anyways? This ain't a resort trip. We're just going to pick up some rations."
And then Drew was off, going on about... a snowboard? He frowned, knitting his brow. "Why the hell do you need a- ...aaand she's gone." So it seemed he wasn't going to get an explanation. With a shrug, he stood to his full height and made the short trip back to his room. He got dressed as quickly as he could, making sure to layer up - he'd learned not to mess with the cold the hard way. He also grabbed an apple, sticking it in the pocket of his heavy hunting jacket - a snack for the road.
Once he was all ready, Colt grabbed his half-full coffee from the kitchen before trudging over to the lodge's front entrance. He looked up as Drew approached shortly after, and then nodded in the direction of the door. "Ladies first," he would remark with an over-exaggerated gesture, less than eager to face the shitty weather. He eyeballed the snowboard tucked under her arm, tilting his head to the side. "Also - what's with the snowboard, anyways? This ain't a resort trip. We're just going to pick up some rations."
━━━━━━━ THE BOY WHO FELL INTO THE SKY
HAD NO ONE THERE TO WATCH HIM CRY *:・ﾟ✧*:・ﾟ✧