muse: ian open to: anyone scenario: food/drink item of your choice just spilled all over your muse’s clothing.
"well that was straight up embarrassing, wasn’t it?” he asks, looking over the mess the other had made on themselves. “for you, not for me. though being seen talking to you might be a little embarrassing for me. when you look like that.” he can’t help but chuckle as he gestures to what he can only assume are splotches that will most definitely stain those clothes. “i think you need some help there getting cleaned up. better ask someone, quick. another train will be here shortly with lots of people pushing through. you don’t want to get someone else all dirty, do you?” though... it would be hilarious.
















