[King smiles and lets out a laugh himself. Craig's laughter is music to his ears. No horn solo needed (although he can provide one).]
Really? [He glances at one of the pictures poking out and removes his hand away from Craig (sorry bro, but he can't get baby drool on this one!) to pick it up. He snorts. It's another photo of the two of them, with King on Craig's back playing chicken with another pair too. He flashes the photo at him.]
Even with hair like this? [With the way how the sunset looked in the background, his mullet was practically beaming. He'd say he looks majestic but bites down his mirthful smirk because he wants Craig to admit it first.]
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Really? [He glances at one of the pictures poking out and removes his hand away from Craig (sorry bro, but he can't get baby drool on this one!) to pick it up. He snorts. It's another photo of the two of them, with King on Craig's back playing chicken with another pair too. He flashes the photo at him.]
Even with hair like this? [With the way how the sunset looked in the background, his mullet was practically beaming. He'd say he looks majestic but bites down his mirthful smirk because he wants Craig to admit it first.]