[ jesse had never been one for expensive taste -- that had always been ashe's department. he made ends meet since leaving overwatch, but he had pretty simple tastes. a roof over his head, a bottle of rye, and a sandwich? he was set.
but this was an apology, and the usual roach traps weren't exactly the message he was going for. so, he scraped up what he'd made on his last job, and got them something decent. it wasn't the ritz, but it was better than anything they'd stayed in previously. he could honestly the cowboy hat didn't quite fit the dress code, though.
hanging it up along with his serape, he cast a glance over at genji, who'd wasted no time making himself comfortable. ]
<3
but this was an apology, and the usual roach traps weren't exactly the message he was going for. so, he scraped up what he'd made on his last job, and got them something decent. it wasn't the ritz, but it was better than anything they'd stayed in previously. he could honestly the cowboy hat didn't quite fit the dress code, though.
hanging it up along with his serape, he cast a glance over at genji, who'd wasted no time making himself comfortable. ]
So. This meet with your approval, darlin'?