Quinn O'Connor (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} somamancer) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} mercycovelogs, |
Quinn had stopped thinking he could sneak up on any supe, not long after his family arrived in Mercy Cove. His friendship with the last Pack Alpha had well and truly cured him of that. Sure, there was a time when he’d tried to teach ‘em a lesson by drowning himself in Axe body spray? But thankfully, not just for the Wolves and Shifters, but all of mankind, he’d cured himself of such childishness. Well. Most days. He just appreciated that Lenore didn’t say hi by name before he had a chance to open is mouth.
“I have to do another pass on the way out. I’m gonna need the hands.” As if she was doing him a favor by alleviating him of the snacks. Granted, if she took the Elk Jerky, she was. He’d been assured repeatedly that it was both tasty and good for him but he was not the most adventurous of eaters. If it didn’t cluck, moo, or bleat? It rarely passed his lips.
He tried not to snort at the formal use of his name, the playfulness of her words keeping him from feeling like an old man. He’d long ago managed to get the kids around the pack and Bridge Creek to drop the formalities. Mr. O’Connor made him sound like a responsible adult. Plenty would beg to differ there.
“How’dya know I wasn’t layin’ in wait for the first person I thought might be too nice to reject my unburdening?” Not even trying to sell that as a believable possibility, not with the twinkle in his eye as he did so. But it did seem he would take her up on the invitation as he stepped into the queue with her.
“Since you asked so nicely, I can hardly say no now can I?” He could be a grumpy prick, but most of the time, like now for example, he was more of a cheeky shit with a heart of gold, even if he’d insist it had been tarnished years ago.
“How are you finding the Festival so far?” He knew it was a little hammy in places but it was still a good day to be had. He didn’t care much for the parades and fanfare, but it was always a good chance to see people.