[ He's not booksmart, Mercury Black, but he's sharp - his eyes catch some of the aforementioned details (though admittedly the necklace takes a moment to place, since at the time he was absolutely looking at her butt more than her neck). It's not like he knows where they came from, but then again if she's getting things she's either buying them or receiving them as gifts. If it's a gift, he knows who it's from. If she's buying it, it's from making Chroma with them, so either way it's essentially from her boys.
Power to her. Milk 'em for all they're worth.
He's dressed a bit more lazily - a plain white tee and black shorts, no longer so concerned with keeping his legs the grand secret that they once were. As for his apartment--]
Here's a hint: I don't.
[--it's pretty boring. Mercury doesn't mind shopping for clothing to make himself look good, but he's never really gone shopping to spruce his place up and the idea bores him to tears.]
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Power to her. Milk 'em for all they're worth.
He's dressed a bit more lazily - a plain white tee and black shorts, no longer so concerned with keeping his legs the grand secret that they once were. As for his apartment--]
Here's a hint: I don't.
[--it's pretty boring. Mercury doesn't mind shopping for clothing to make himself look good, but he's never really gone shopping to spruce his place up and the idea bores him to tears.]