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//PNEuMONIA IS NO MATCH FOR ME I HAVE RETURNED
Lukas just sat on the floor by Mathias’s feet. “Hey. Do you like.. know how to put hooks in?” he asked, grabbing clean hooks.
"I think so?" the Dane answered, serious for only a few moments before pulling a grin. "But that probably means that I don't know at the same," he laughed, watching the other out of curiosity.
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send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower
"I never thought you could be a baritone. It suits you though." She said over the beat of the shower pounding on the tub. Lili stood with her back to the shower curtain, and a small blush tinting her cheeks.
"Oh!" Mathias exclaimed, poking his head out from behind the shower curtain, hair spiked up with shampoo as he laughed. "I would have tried to better had I known someone was listening! Can I ask why you're in here?" he asked, offering a smile at the woman.
Lukas blinked. How was he feeling? “I feel fine,” he said plainly, staring at Mathias like he was a crazy person. Who here was civil anymore?
"Good good! I was just checking. I think it's always nice to ask that of someone," Mathias shrugged, moving to sit down on a chair and prop his feet up. How strange everyone seemed to treat him here. He didn't understand. It was as if no one was used to nice formalities anymore.
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It was Alfred’s turn. The box passed to him, and he reached in, and pulled out a travel sized tube of hair gel. He looked down at it, then up to Mathias. He wagged his eyebrows, before getting up, and dashing eagerly to the closet.
"Remember, seven minutes!" Someone from the ring of sitters called, but Alfred was already in the closet, waiting in the dark.
"Seven minutes is a funny lie," Mathias laughed, getting up and moving to follow the the blond into the closet. What an interesting game this was, he'd only played it at a couple other high school parties, none of them sober mind you.
Hearing the door click shut behind the both of them, Mathias leaned against the wall and adjusted to the new realm of shadow that let itself drape over both bodies. "Alfred?" Mathias asked, attempting to find the other.
//oh hey for the ones I sent out, you guys can do whatever you wanna!
accidental affection
send me ✗ for my muse to fall on yours and land on top of them
send me □ for your muse to fall on mine and land on top of them
send me ♕ for your muse to get dared to kiss me
send me ♢ for my muse to get dared to kiss yours
send me ♫ for your muse to catch mine singing in the shower
send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower
send me ♡ for your muse to drunkenly confess feelings to mine
send me ☽ for my muse to drunkenly confess feelings to yours
send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours
send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch
send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch
submergedinamnesia replied to your post://hello friends I am very ill but here now what...
((Well, There was a whole thing that went around for anons hurting the muses, there was some PolLiet going on, there was an anon child thing that went around and a Mafia AU has started. You have to send in your role and it is for the week.))
//Oh so like the role in the mafia? Are there different families too? POLLIET THO YES also welcome! Are you new?
infusedwithflame answered your question://hello friends I am very ill but here now what...
// We started the Mafia AU, if you saw the post for that
//I have not, actually. Lemme go try to find it. Thank you for telling me!
//hello friends I am very ill but here now what have I missed?
"Fine." He said slowly, still wary of the man.
"That's good! Do you think it's gonna rain today?" Mathias asked, looking up to the skies and blinking.
He snickered, waving a hand at him. “M’not drunk, I just have….” he slurred, trailing off and spinning on his heel. “Enhanced… Thinking.”
"You're pretty drunk, Andi," Mathias pointed out quietly, trying his hardest not to laugh too much at the other. "I think you should get some coffee and take a nap or something."
"Somehow, no." He replied, trying to steer himself as far as humanly possible from the topic.
"Okay! That's fine then!" Mathias shrugged, moving to pop his joints as he spoke. "What's up? How's your day been?"
Marlijn looked up, amused and shot him a flirty wink. “Sure, if you remember to buy me dinner first. I guarantee I’m as good as I look.” She had to resist the urge to laugh, though.
"Oh, I might have to take you up on this offer," Mathias smiled, choking before breaking down into laughter. "I'm sorry that was just too terrible to pass up, and then not laugh at," he smiled.
"I don’t care." He said harshly. "I refuse to have this conversation."
"Mkay! I was just asking, I didn't mean to offend. If you ever did want to talk about it, then we could trade secrets," he offered.
"Mind if I try on your armor? You can stay in it."
"Come closer, and let’s see what sprouts."
"The very sight of you makes my leaves tremble."
"I know a meadow where we can get lost within the wildflowers."
"I may be flora, but you and I can have some fauna."
Walking by at random, Mathias let out a snicker and moved to lean against the pole of the tent lightly, listening to the other. "I'm a viking, can I pillage your village?"
"That’s not something we’re talking about." Lovino stated flatly, crossing and recrossing his arms. All of a sudden, he was very self conscious.
"Why not?" Mathias questioned, brows furrowing together with him not being able to understand very much. "I just want to know is all. I won't judge you."