07-13-2014, 03:09 AM
Again, he only laughed harder. "I'karis, please! I didn't call you here to be cruel! Do you have what I asked for or not?" Astien shouted. Now that the pregnant man had called his attention back to business, his laughter quickly faded, and he pulled out a few sheets of folded paper. He handed one to Astien. "I always deliver. Here's the estimates for the baby shit, and NO, they're not the black market prices." As Astien looked at the numbers, his face showed confusion. "Why is the total number 0?" I'Karis sighed. "Because I already got it all for you. I dropped it off at your place; you don't need to buy any of it, and before you ask... yes, I actually bought it all. None of it's stolen... you damn boring goody two shoes." It took Astien a moment to process that a thief hadn't stolen his gifts, and I'Karis just rolled his eyes and looked around. "Hey, do I have to get baby shit for that guy too?" He asked, pointing at Darol.
I'm just here for a laugh
