Ghoul must be pleased with the reaction he gets. He splits off from Party's side without fuss, walking an arc around the front of the car (because he is, apparently, forbidden from sliding across the hood anymore) as he makes his way to the passenger side.
While he goes along, he answers with a chipper, "Nope," a little too quickly and stuffs the hand in question in to his pocket, as if hiding it from sight will make Party forget about it.
If Party doesn't look convinced, it's only because he isn't. He'll check Ghoul's hand when they get somewhere private, because he'll be damned if he's letting Ghoul die from a stupid infection because he's too proud to let Party tease him a little.
"Just get in the car." The idiot is implied as he climbs into his own seat.
Ghoul doesn't respond verbally, but he does give Party a weird little self-satisfied sneer over the top of the car like he thinks he's won or something. He flings the door open and settles in to the front seat soon after Party climbs in, privately excited about getting to ride shotgun all day long. It's the small things in life.
Once he's in, the seatbelt, if it's even still there anymore, naturally gets absolutely none of his attention. Rather, he pulls the door shut and then leans over towards the driver's side, poking two of his fingertips in beneath Party's ribs. "You know what you wanna ask for yet? I feel like shooting somethin' down."
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While he goes along, he answers with a chipper, "Nope," a little too quickly and stuffs the hand in question in to his pocket, as if hiding it from sight will make Party forget about it.
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"Just get in the car." The idiot is implied as he climbs into his own seat.
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Once he's in, the seatbelt, if it's even still there anymore, naturally gets absolutely none of his attention. Rather, he pulls the door shut and then leans over towards the driver's side, poking two of his fingertips in beneath Party's ribs. "You know what you wanna ask for yet? I feel like shooting somethin' down."