smoking in a alley as someone runs PST and steals Davies phone
"Hey what the-!? Get back here asshole!"
He starts running after the thief, the collar around his neck making slight rattling noises as he runs, the sound of his shoes thudding through the air
Ashe grabs Dave and gives him his phone back
“That idiot can’t even keep a hold of it, you have a good day “ *inhaling*
"Erm...thank you? you too i guess..."
He kinda just stood there with his phone against his chest, trying to process what just happened
*smoking*
"Hey are those the low brand ones? If you want i could give you some of my own, and yes, i may not seem like it but i do smoke -v-"
He held out a pack of his own, one of those "higher" brand ones, he didn't mean it in a rude way but it mighttt've gave the wrong vibe
oh thanks…
"Is something wrong? you looked kinda down when i asked that..."
“sorry just…I’m.not that well off ya know “
"O-Oh dear, i am so sorry i-i didn't know!"
He accidentally puts it away, feeling terrible for asking
