Ama!Nabs IS NAMED MINHO & Is SO Black Panther Right Now It was just good ole Hunter Bones. Dropping his erect posture, Hoshino reached over the desk. "I didn't expect anything less from you, Hunter," quipped Ian, pulling the paperwork towards him. "You seem to be quite good at it." A natural, even. Perhaps in Bones' case, it was a way of living.
"Economy isn't doing very well," he murmured, opening a desk drawer to stash the papers in. Hoshino would be reading those later. "Then again, when is it? A witch is always interested in learning how to make their knuts stretch."
At least he supposed they did. Ian was no witch and he certainly wasn't in any need to cut back on his spending. |