"Figure you're probably as big on the calories as I am." Josh smiles back over his shoulder again and finally finds his stride as he pulls out a jar of sauce and a package of dried spaghetti. "Think a pound'll do us both?" And the question is completely sincere, because he knows just how much he'll eat if given free rein and he's not above taking the opportunity if it's given. "Sub rolls'd be perfect for that." And he adds a jar, yes, of crushed garlic to his haul with a kid in a candy store grin and deposits everything on the counter.
He's definitely too big to smuggle, but the one thing Josh has never had any trouble with is getting on with people. He doesn't have a naturally aggressive bone in his body, despite a lifetime of his dad trying to train it into him, and what temper he has is hard to raise... so long as he's sober, which is one of the reasons he doesn't like to drink. He's not a mean drunk, but he's a lot easier to set off, and he's seen where that road leads.
"Looks like I've got everything I'll need," he announces, surveying his prizes. "Saw ground beef and sausage in the fridge, and if there's any parmesan in there that'll just be gravy." He looks down at himself, then at the bags of clothes before turning his attention back to Dwayne. "So I think I'll take that shower now, get cleaned up and changed before I manage to spill anything on my best-" Only, but he's not going to say that- "dress shirt, and then I'll get supper going while you do whatever you need to. Sound like a plan?"
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Date: 2015-04-22 10:34 pm (UTC)He's definitely too big to smuggle, but the one thing Josh has never had any trouble with is getting on with people. He doesn't have a naturally aggressive bone in his body, despite a lifetime of his dad trying to train it into him, and what temper he has is hard to raise... so long as he's sober, which is one of the reasons he doesn't like to drink. He's not a mean drunk, but he's a lot easier to set off, and he's seen where that road leads.
"Looks like I've got everything I'll need," he announces, surveying his prizes. "Saw ground beef and sausage in the fridge, and if there's any parmesan in there that'll just be gravy." He looks down at himself, then at the bags of clothes before turning his attention back to Dwayne. "So I think I'll take that shower now, get cleaned up and changed before I manage to spill anything on my best-" Only, but he's not going to say that- "dress shirt, and then I'll get supper going while you do whatever you need to. Sound like a plan?"