[Pulling his shirt over his head now. He has a a fuckload of tattoos. And then, mercifully, he keeps his pants on, standing up, crossing his arms over his chest and flops backwards into the pool. Wow.]
[He's aware they're flashy. I think not pictures are the red eyes scattered among them, one in the eye of the pyramid, another on the back of his head where the snake head is. There's more scattered about but it depends on how gay he's being. This seems to be part of the appeal for Molly. Grinning, all sharp teeth.]
Only thing that would make this better is if I could find a single fuckin' drink in this place.
[Feeling awkward standing, Mandricardo moves to sit cross-legged by the edge of the pool, kind of exuding that nervous dog energy where he's unsure whether to join Molly or whether he is not cool enough to join him.]
[Either way, terrible I have to say this, but this is nice to look at.]
...Yeah. I kinda feel that. A good drink calms the nerves...a bit...
[Says a guy who looks like he's only just hitting the drinking age.]
[Look, as long as he's aware it's being welcomed, he'll do it. There's a pause, before he pulls off his shoes, then his socks, then rolls up his pants. He is wearing just the black pants and collared shirt of his class uniform I am NOT going through the bs that is his actual outfit.]
[He schooches forward, before dipping his feet in - ooh, a bit cold at first - before letting them dangle.]
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[Pulling his shirt over his head now. He has a a fuckload of tattoos. And then, mercifully, he keeps his pants on, standing up, crossing his arms over his chest and flops backwards into the pool. Wow.]
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Wow...that's so cool...
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Only thing that would make this better is if I could find a single fuckin' drink in this place.
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[Feeling awkward standing, Mandricardo moves to sit cross-legged by the edge of the pool, kind of exuding that nervous dog energy where he's unsure whether to join Molly or whether he is not cool enough to join him.]
[Either way, terrible I have to say this, but this is nice to look at.]
...Yeah. I kinda feel that. A good drink calms the nerves...a bit...
[Says a guy who looks like he's only just hitting the drinking age.]
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At least put your feet in. It's relaxing.
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[Look, as long as he's aware it's being welcomed, he'll do it. There's a pause, before he pulls off his shoes, then his socks, then rolls up his pants. He is wearing just the black pants and collared shirt of his class uniform I am NOT going through the bs that is his actual outfit.]
[He schooches forward, before dipping his feet in - ooh, a bit cold at first - before letting them dangle.]
...It is nice. You're right.
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And you feel slightly less anxious, yes?
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I-If you point at me all of a sudden like that, then no! [And a beat.] But..............honestly, yes.