"you wanna burn some tyres? I like that one. Smells nice." The smell of burning rubber was always exciting. Still, Mick finished off his pie and turned his head to Leonard, smiling a little. "I promise. I'll call next time I wanna party, you can come watch. Just don't be a downer and ruin my fun." Leonard had a habit of putting it out before it even got a chance to get started.
"I wanna burn whatever you feel like burning. Just don't burn anything you'll regret." Mostly he was worried about Mick burning himself and not even caring. He didn't need that. He didn't want that. Mick was never reacting to fire the way it was natural. He understood why, he had watched him and he had read up on pyromania. Only made him worry more.
"I won't, mom." Mick joked with an amused smile as he raised his arm and gave Leonard a half hug, just a little bit of contact, not linger. Just so they didn't look weird. "Now shut up and eat your pie, it's gonna go cold." And nothing was better than warm pie freshly made.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
no subject
no subject