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@outrunning--karma | xxx
“Course. It’s been a while, and I thought we might wanna do something aside from jus’ listening to music for a change.” Instead, they can make it.
The keyboard rests in front of the couch, and Citrus lets his fingers dance across it, soft notes filling the living room. Idly, he hopes their impromptu jamming session won’t disturb the other residents of Pyro’s new home.
After all; Cujo’s a working man, and needs his rest.
@rexcellente | Cont.
“Yeah, I’m a nerd. But its okay, because I’m your nerd. Right?”
Citrus returns the others smile with one of his own, eyes crinkling at the corner, even as his fingers dance across the keys of the instrument standing before him. “Want anotha’ rendition of ‘Halo’, babe? I’ll do it fer ya.”
@dengoes
“Good to see ya.”
Citrus gives the other man a smile, eyes crinkled at the corner. At long last comes the promised visit; Dingo’s over to hang out, and he’ll get to meet one of the new roommates in Cake and Citrus’s shared bedroom; Hayseed.
Said snake is stretched across a pillow, taking a power nap.
“How goes the Cabin building?”
‘Shame about Discord being down, Right Cake?’
Texts Citrus, over Tumblr IM, while Cake lays across his stomach. You know. Like a normal person, who socializes normally with actual words and stuff.
Cake wasn't expecting to trip. And he was less expecting to trip over a Citrus who was laying directly in the middle of the floor. He doesn't even try to catch himself, just flopping over the other. He doesn't try to get up either. "...Welp. I live down here now. Guess I'll die." he tries to joke.
The first sign that everything is Okay™ and Nothing™ is wrong, is that Citrus doesn’t even complain about Cake having landed on him, knocking the wind out of his nonexistent lungs. In response to the joke, he says a single word;
“Cool.”
@rexcellente | xxx
Citrus reacts quickly, and comes to Rex’s side. Hands rest on the others chest, already beginning to pulse with a gentle green glow. He doesn’t know that his lover’s soul needs healing, but he won’t discount the possibility.
“What happened?”
@rexcellente | xxx
The beach has a few families on it at this time of day, though most of the people still remaining as it moves on towards sunset seem to be groups of teenagers, or adult couples.
Citrus will find them a spot near some trees, where the blanket will be spread out. The water is somewhat shallow, allowing for easy wading, with sand sloping down towards the deeper section rather than pebbles.
“I’m glad we were able to get out of the house for a while.”
@rexcellente | xxx
“Ah. I’m from somewhere else. Don’t worry; I’m not here to cause trouble.”
Staring at the other, he feels a spark of concern, brows furrowing slightly as he looks the man over. They seem to be a bit banged up. “Are you...okay? I can handle myself, but---you seem to be in a bit of a bad way.”
