Noah Corek
Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
[member="Laura Swift"]
Noah smiled as he shook the rain out of his short cropped hair and then wiped it down with a small rag. When he looked over at Laura as she sat in his chair, he broke out into a grin at what she asked of him. "Oh, I could think of a few things with you just sitting there." Noah informed her with a grin as he changed out of his wet t-shirt, giving her a sneak peak of all his scars.
Noah smiled as he shook the rain out of his short cropped hair and then wiped it down with a small rag. When he looked over at Laura as she sat in his chair, he broke out into a grin at what she asked of him. "Oh, I could think of a few things with you just sitting there." Noah informed her with a grin as he changed out of his wet t-shirt, giving her a sneak peak of all his scars.