@TheGoldenLegend
He shrugged, "I try to keep my core temperate down, if it gets too high I pass out."
He shrugged, "I try to keep my core temperate down, if it gets too high I pass out."
Malachi kept this in the back of his mind.
"That… Actually makes a lot of sense. We'll keep you in the shade when we finally get going."
He smiled at her comment, "Thank you."
She gave him a gentle shove. "That's what friends are for dude. Anyways," She turned back to Malachi " I rest my case. What's with all the questions? Planning on joining up?"
Heathel walked out of the bar finding Malachi and standing besides him.
Xavier shook his head, "Please don't, she liked to get her friends drunk."
Quick think of an excuse, quick, quick, he thought to himself.
"I might become like you in my future. I want to help people," he said, disgusted at his own words.
"Minus the getting drunk thing."
"Please. The only person I've gotten drunk so far is myself."She gave Malachi a once over. "We could use someone of your stock on the journey anyways."
He then noticed Heathel. Oh god, why did she have to come out now?!
"Uh, I'm gonna wait until I'm older, thanks," Malachi said quickly.
"Hey… again." Heathel said.
(To who?)
"Elowan, he doesn't want to join, in matter of fact I don't want to join.. But I have to." He sighed, letting his arms hang.
(Brb)
Elowan snorted. "Hello. You here to pick up your friend?"
(laters)
Malachi shot Heathel a look meaning he would explain later.
Malachi almost laughed at her question. More like he had to babysit her as of late.
"So…. what brings y'all back here?"
"I lost Malachi and went to the bar to get a drink." She said.
"SAMESIES. Did you get the cupcake vodka?"
"Oh please tell me you didn't," Malachi said.
"No I didn't…." She said, " why? "
Elowan giggled. "It gets you super hammered. I'm only walking and talking because I drink like… everyday," She announced cheerfully.
"It's alcoholic. We're underage so they wouldn't give it to us anyways. I hope."
Elowan snorted. "They would, as long as you pay."
Malachi face palmed, letting out a groan.
"What's wrong?"
"Why would they let someone underage drink alcohol?" he groaned, not expecting an answer.
"Well, sometimes adults think money is more important than the saftey of young children."
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