“how do you decide who you wanna hook up with?”
euphoria dialogue prompts.
tristan offered a shrug before stretching out, really, didn’t know how to answer that. “i guess it depends,” more often than not, he was the one getting hit on, rather than doing the work. wasn’t that he wasn’t interested, was more that of all the needs he had to attend to on a daily basis, sex wasn’t one of them. it was rare someone caught his eye or piqued his interest, was that what she meant? “if they seem cool or whatever, and there’s not a lot of bullshit, i’m usually down,” didn’t want to play games, didn’t want to turn it into something it wasn’t. would rather just be straightforward. “i dunno,” he laughed, looking over at candy, “we hook up! how do you think i decided that? or how did you?”
