Re: engine 26 -- roosevelt ER
[I don't glare, and Mikey pulled a face, mouthing the words with him before crossing his eyes at Declan's glare. Mikey could be serious if he wanted to, but what was the point in that? Life was too short, and things might not be great, but they would get better. They always got better. That pervading cheeriness had gotten him through life, and those rose-colored glasses were fixated tight on his face. He was effervescent. It annoyed people, sure, but whatever. He was basically a human golden retriever; he'd come back, tail wagging and tongue lolling, every single time.
So yeah, Declan was ornery, he was cranky, but Mikey liked him anyway. And that wasn't just because he tended to like everyone.
With a sigh, he leaned back, careful not to put his shoulder against the wall, though his head hit it with a thunk. His grin was wolfish and playful, and he looked at Clem through one eye.] You'll always be the only girl that matters, peach. [His chin dropped down again, and he nodded in agreement.] Think we can convince her to beat Sullivan into cleaning up after himself when he makes his gross ass vegan foods? If she can do that, she is my fav-- second favorite lady ever.