General RP The Man Kept His Socks On (Knight_of_None)

Billy glares as he felt Lyrin's fingers and nails digging into his wrist, but Billy didn't flinch. He tightened his grip, leaning closer. "Apologize. Or I'll make sure you regret it." He pressed in a cold whisper. "And I don't mean something fun."
 
Billy grunted as Lyrin approached, the outfits were obviously small baby onsies, one was soft pink with a cross of small mascots along the body. The other was pastel green, with a hood that was in the shape of a frogs head, and small mittens. "These both are cute. Which one do you like more." He grunts as he folded his arms.
 
"I just don't think we should spend a lot of money. You're talking to a poor guy who's spent the last two years staying up late three nights out of seven hand washing clothes for my brother's because we couldn't get them any more. I'm not the person to ask about clothes." He shrugs, turning away, "Because whether I like it or not, I'm just going to say not to get it."
 

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