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helllooooooo, yari back at it again w the messy ass muse. uM this one is not gonna look as nice as eden’s bc im ✨lazy✨ sOOOO without further to do

#opalintro #beep boop hi x2 #dis dookie im sORRY

71-r

dont flirt with me cus ima flirt back and you gon catch feelings & im not

#muse; santino #LMAOOOOOOOOOOyallhavebeenwarnedOOOOOOO

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━━━━ banks was exactly where he usually was at 1 a.m. on friday ( that is , when he’s sober ) : on the first floor of opal apartments , leaning over the community kitchen’s stovetop . he’d made quite the mess in the three hours he’d been there , pots and pans and items that looked like they’d be better suited for frankenstein than him strewn about carelessly . upon hearing the telltale padding of footsteps , banks didn’t look up from where he’d been multitasking between stirring a bowl of whipped cream and staring down at a recipe on his phone .

“ hey . you wouldn’t happen to have a blowtorch on you , right ? i’d also be fine with a really big lighter . ”

cooler weather was never something deemed desirable by santino. he didn’t understand his college friend’s obsession with snow, or drinking sugary warmed beverages, or fall outfits seeing most of them couldn’t dress as well as they thought. he didn’t have to look at his nose to know it was bright pink as the wind nipped at it as he walked from his car to the front of the building. “joder, que puto frio” he muttered to himself as he was finally enveloped by the warmth in the main lobby. he beelined straight for the kitchen, praying the box of frosted flakes he saw before leaving for work was still on the desk. “my god do you really get, uh, into your work.” he marveled at the mess his suitemate had made in the common area before tossing a loose glove at him. he patted the pockets of his jacket as he fulfilled the other’s request. “that lighter goes missing so does all your flour- and i know how you feel about your scones.”