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“I hardly think you asked me over here for a milkshake,” he said. Granny’s Diner was not his usual place to frequent, but it was perfect for a private conversation between two little rich boys. After all, who in their circle would be caught there? “Though if you don’t mind, I’ll order one anyways. Might be the only time I am ever in here,” he said. And he had heard good things about them. He gestured for the waitress. “Want one?” He was polite. Surprisingly polite considering. “I’m partial to vanilla.”

❝ i didn’t. i wanted a milkshake myself, but please go ahead. ❞ perking an eyebrow, lucifer sets the menu he was looking at down in front of him, fingers threading together as he places his hands on top of it. it wasn’t a secret that he has a sweet tooth, more inclined to buy something if it had sweet milk or cream. it was only natural that milkshakes became his favorite indulgence when he decided to have a cheat day. he gently pushes the menu over towards the waitress, setting his black card on top of it as well. he waits to order until both things are in her hand.

❝ a chocolate one, please. extra whipped cream. ❞ he turns his gaze back towards in man in front of him. ❝ i was going to talk about the charity gala that’s coming up soon. ❞ an eyebrow perks once more. ❝ but it seems as though you might have something you need to talk about. ❞

#( kit. )#( conversation. )

thicftm‌:

❝ Kinda happy I’m workin the day shift today , because like , sometimes ?? When it’s REALLY late and you’re hitting that burned out final hour where you’re just about to close but some people gotta leave first , you find some WEIRD people. ❞ He’s rambling to no-one in particular , really just whoever’s unfortunate enough to be the closest to him as he’s wiping down the counter. ❝ Like , this one time , there was this girl who was goin’ on about her friends n’ some movie she saw n’ then for some reason she just CRAWWWLS over to me n’ starts askin’ me if I’m her ex-boyfriend from high school because I look like him or whatever and then she leaves and I find her later by coinkidink on like , that one DATING APP or whatever - can’t think of it right now - and , uh , … yeah. Dated her in high school for like … a month. Remembered the name. Kinda awkward n’ I’m hoping she doesn’t come back because that’s gonna be weiiiiird. ❞ A pause , before he QUICKLY moved on from the topic. ❝ Anyways , I hooked up my Bluetooth to the radio here n’ I’m waiting for everyone to notice I’m just playing the ENTIRE Jonas Brothers discography and nothing else. ❞

a grimace is hidden behind the rim of his whiskey glass, and luc allows himself a long sip of the amber liquid before placing it gingerly back onto the bar top. the bartender has been rambling, going off about god knows what since the heir had sat down. it reminds him of dinner parties and galas, having to keep a welcoming facade while men and women ten times older than him talked about things luc could literally give two shits about. he didn’t pay forty-five dollars for a glass of whiskey to hear about his sexcapades, nor did luc pay forty-five dollars for a glass of whiskey to listen to the fucking jonas brothers on repeat.

❝ oh? i couldn’t exactly tell until year 3000 came on for the fifth time. ❞ a soft snort leaves his chest, and luc idly swirls the whiskey around in his glass. ❝ if she comes back just pretend you don’t even recognize her. if the girl is smart she’ll take the hint. but-- ❞ he gives the man a once over, and hopes his expression isn’t as unimpressed and luc feels. ❝ i’m sure you’ve got nothing to worry about. ❞

#HE'S SO CUTE OMFG I LOVE HIM HELP #FELICIANO PLS #( feliciano. )#( conversation. )

wcnderfully‌:

Alicia moved in time with the beat. She didn’t know who was next to her, nor did she particularly care. All she wanted was a good time. Kit’s parties were always good for that. The dance floor began to get more crowded and Alicia soon found herself pressed against another body. She flashed the other person a smile.

“Whoops,” she said, tone louder than usual to let herself be heard over the music. “If i didn’t know better, I’d think you did that on purpose.”

the dance floor is getting too crowded, and considering how parched luc feels right now, he figures it’s a good idea to give himself a break. with a small huff he unbuttons the top three buttons of his dress shirt, allowing his chest to breathe with the small attempt to cool himself down. he only gets so far before a body is knocking into his, and with ease he reaches out his hands to steady her, eyebrow perking as he looks down at the blonde in his arms.

❝ i can assure you that wasn’t the case. ❞ a soft snort leaves his lips, now able to get a better look at her face now that they’re both static. ah, alicia...or he thinks that’s her name. ❝ if i had you would have known. bumping into someone to get their attention is...elementary. ❞

#( alicia. )#( conversation. )

she’s doing something as simple as just sitting at the bar top, but even so luc feels his breath catch in his throat. pearls ( the ones he bought her on her last birthday. adrianna had been talking about them for days ) are wrapped delicately around her neck, and he finds his hands itching where they’re held in the pockets of his slacks. luc knew she would be here, had seen her g-wagon out in the parking lot--had asked her to meet him here--but it’s still like seeing her for the very first time.

even if they’ve known each other since they were children.

it’s almost familiar, the way he brackets his arms around her, palms pressed down against the bar. the way he presses his chest to her back. teasingly luc leans forward, just a hairs breadth away from her ear.

❝ hello, kitten. you here with anyone tonight? ❞