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It’s important if you like it!
A little bit. I wasn’t paying that close of attention.
I'll explain it later, I promise. 'S too long a story for right now.
The school hired a psychic and....I kind of want to go. Maybe. Only if you want to.
What is it?
Its a thing from this Muggle band. 'S not important.
However. Did you see the schedule for today's events?
[He sighs a little.]
No one does. No one ever does.
Sorry! I’ve been dancing and talking and…Wow look at you! That costume is…I love it!
You....don't know who I'm supposed to be, do you?
inlivingcolor-lysander:
Ah, there you are. Been looking for you all night.
Oh, y'motherfucker.
…Godric, is there such thing as love at first sight? Because you’re fuckin’ earnin’ this shit.
I almost want t’ask who’s under that mask but th’magic would be almost halfway lost.
If by sight means that you're okay with not actually having seen my face, then yes.
If you'd guess I'd probably tell you. Make you earn it. But I can't say I don't feel the same way in regards to you.
Oh, y'motherfucker.
Y’d b’surprised how many store-boughts get passed around. Felt and leather pasted together and holdin’ on with a prayer.
If I said that was kinda incredibly hot, would that make this weird? Cuz either way, you’re so solidly stuck with me for th’rest o’the night.
Leather, that shit's not leather, that's some cheap vinyl layered together to look like leather. A whisper of wind and they may as well be naked, amirite?
Not weird, no. It'll just ensure you say stuck even closer to my side.
Oh, y'motherfucker.
Oh, most definitely. Y’fuckin’ make this yourself?
That’s what I like t’hear. Tell me th’hair is natural.
'Course I did. What other way 's there to do it?
Natural as natural can get. What's a lion without his mane, mate?
Oh, y'motherfucker.
At this point, I think I might b’a little in love. Gently pressing his fingers against the shorter’s back, he slowly whirls him around to better look over the outfit. Talk about on point.
Christ, there’s not a fuckin’ chance I’m lettin’ y’walk off without me completin’ your outfit.
Oh really? [The praise was doing nothing good for Lorcan's ego as he turned to face the other at his silent request. He couldn't help the chuckles as he did so, it made him feel like a model.]
As if I was going to let you leave.
Oh, y'motherfucker.
Meeting the other’s grin with one of his own, Louis slings an arm around his shoulders and draws him in closer. Christ, he had to have been working on this costume as long as Lou had.
I didn’t even think people at this school even knew what the Killjoys were even from.
[He elbows the other playfully but lets himself be dragged over, the grin on his face so wide he was sure that his mask was going to split. Whoever was in the Party Poison outfit had done a fantastic job.]
Neither did I. There are even Muggleborns who don't know what they are.
Oh, y'motherfucker.
Yeah, you. Th’one with th’costume almost as kickass as mine.
Is this what fate is or fuckin’ what?
[Looking in the direction of the person that's calling him, Lorcan's face lights up in an instant. This was almost too good to be true.]
Bloody hell, in all my years at this school... Forget the school, you might be the only Party Poison I've seen in my entire life.
Oh, y'motherfucker.
[Lorcan looks up, grateful his mask is hiding the instinctual reaction of worry at whoever was yelling at him. He points to himself.]
Me...?
Lorcan Scamander as Fun Ghoul
I will prove you wrong. You’ll eat your words. Come along brother of mine. You’re about to buy me dinner.
No. No you don’t.
No. No frowning. No. Lorcan bad.
I'll be sure to Transfigure myself a spoon for such an occasion. Lead the way, as always.
I'm going to keep frowning until you take it back.
You never know! Ten years and you’ll be an old man!
Only cause you’re taller.
If she had, there would be periods of blankness in my memory, don't be so worried about it!
That I will thank dad for.
Fine. Don’t believe me. Break my heart. I’ll die lonely and alone because my twin couldn’t wait until later.
Okay…it’s nothing compared to Roxanne, I’ll give you that.
I dunno…I’m starting to second guess myself…
......That's cruel, Lysander. And dramatic. Definitely more dramatic. I still don't believe you have it though.
I've never been in Roxanne's room and I don't think I ever want to be now that I know that.
[He frowns deeply.]
"So remember that time I dyed my hair red by accident? Well I sort of, kind of, accidentally did it to that kid over there in rainbow colors. They still don’t know who did it so if they come here act cool. – I said act cool! Don’t look at them. Avoid eye contact!”
"Rainbow colors...-- oh god Lucy how??"
