a nudge of shoulders , brows puckered at his shift in demeanor .
“ relax , man . i was just joshing ... but i realize now it's distasteful . how about a dance ? ”
˙ ⟢⠀ ﹐⭑ 𝗺𝒂𝚛𝒚 𝒋𝐚𝗻𝗲
He blinked at the implication.
“You’re not… I just wasn’t planning on…”
He frowned and sighed.
“You’re not a number and there isn’t a queue. You just seem like you’d make tonight more fun.”
Star-Lord
“ trying to get lucky , quill ? what number am i in the queue lined up for you ? ”
