ycsin:
ezra and trouble went together like yin and yang. not long after arriving to the party, he had already drank shot of jager and found himself in the back outside the club. with a spray paint can ( that he didn’t bring ) in hand, and a cigarette between his lips, he found himself scrawling graffiti against the brick. upon hearing footsteps, he looked over his shoulder. “you like it? ‘s a lotus flower – this place reminded me of that scene in the percy jackson movie.. so.” he used his free hand to remove the cigarette and silently offered it.
jason wasn’t the best at parties. the whole mixing and mingling thing threw him for a loop every time, though he frequented them quite often despite that. he liked being there in case someone was too drunk or being creeped on. however, the club was very crowded, it being halloween, and he needed to get some air before he passed out from smoke inhalation, given the amount inside. outside, he found more smoke, but from a single, much more manageable source. “don’t eat the flowers,” he mumbled, glancing at the flower, taking a step back to look at it. “would be prettier in a gradient. better than the shit already there.”
