"The job is fine. I've been doing what I've been doing for months on end; being a waste of space." he replied dryly, the tone of dissatisfaction prevalent in his commentary. "Playing dress-up to get a few laughs, play the fool, anger some of the regulars. It's all so monotonous, tried cooking up my own personal ring of entertainment, but even then, you never really feel proud of what you do. Well, at least I don't. I just do what keeps me happy for the moment at hand. Past already happened, future can be dealt with as it comes. What about yourself? You look spiffy." he smiled, releasing the tense grip on his leg, leaning back into his seat with both hands balled on his lap.
Something wasn't right about him, he felt a touch more on-edge, something was plaguing him, but even he doesn't know what. A result of cumulative fights, physical and verbal, led him to feel rather trigger-sensitive; the sight of P'rita, despite not one of his more regular confidants, cohorts, or concubines, eased his nerves some. She's yet to piss him off, and doubts she ever will. She had that motherly feel to her, despite the shockingly young appearance. Flynt thinks to himself if that's weird, seeing an older woman. "N-Nah..." he accidentally vocalized, trying to rationalize in his mind, slipping out audibly rather than internally.
Something wasn't right about him, he felt a touch more on-edge, something was plaguing him, but even he doesn't know what. A result of cumulative fights, physical and verbal, led him to feel rather trigger-sensitive; the sight of P'rita, despite not one of his more regular confidants, cohorts, or concubines, eased his nerves some. She's yet to piss him off, and doubts she ever will. She had that motherly feel to her, despite the shockingly young appearance. Flynt thinks to himself if that's weird, seeing an older woman. "N-Nah..." he accidentally vocalized, trying to rationalize in his mind, slipping out audibly rather than internally.
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