[ The clear distinction between Nathan Drake and Lance Sweets, as people, can be most evidently defined with their respective reactions to an otherwise terrible pun. Lance with something that could be construed as torn between amusement and disdain, Nate with a high, stretched laugh that has the same genuine air as those he emits when he's just survived something absurd. Sunny D-an, he repeats under his breath and wanders over, setting a bottle of clear liquid in front of Lance on the coffee table.
Rounding their little makeshift gathering he pulls another chair up and reaches for a glass, examining their drink choices and lifting the tequila up for inspection before shooting Ian a knowing look.
He then proceeds to pour himself a very generous helping. ]
I've been told I can hang out with the cool kids so long as I don't make anyone jog.
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Date: 2020-11-20 03:45 am (UTC)Rounding their little makeshift gathering he pulls another chair up and reaches for a glass, examining their drink choices and lifting the tequila up for inspection before shooting Ian a knowing look.
He then proceeds to pour himself a very generous helping. ]
I've been told I can hang out with the cool kids so long as I don't make anyone jog.