May 19
@death-upright LIKED for a ONE-LINER STARTER !
"You know, I think we were best friends in a PAST LIFE-"
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@death-upright LIKED for a ONE-LINER STARTER !
"You know, I think we were best friends in a PAST LIFE-"
it's one of many qualms he has about this assignment. don't make the assumption that this is any sort of concern, much less one borne of his biological role as her uncle. not even close. the real reason is much more practical in nature; each new face that appears in the diner is another name and life to become intimately knowledgeable of. zodiac signs, allergies, the name of their dentist when they were sixteen... it's a relentless cycle of research and surveillance that stands against everything jude can name as his reason for being in this line of work.
as he stirs a pan full of garlic, shrimp and spaghetti, he contemplates the possibility that he's too old for their liking. that they have their eye on some sleek young dipshit who wears a jaunty hat and has some sort of signature to his assignments. the thought makes him roll his eyes, jerk his wrist sharply to toss the pasta with a deft and thorough efficiency, just as a familiar face appears in the window of the kitchen, pushing him to conjure up a fake reason for any grimness and smile over to him.
❝ zander! if you're lookin' for ais, she just stepped out. though she should be back in an hour, if you want to stick around? i could use a second opinion on this new dish. ❞
@death-upright liked THIS POST for a starter ( and picked jude! )
{ ✴ } ︎—— WIND CHIMES PLAY OVERLAPPING MELODIES ACROSS THE AIR. heat dances from the rims of mugs filled with the sweet aroma of chamomile mixed with lavender syrup. taking a light sip of his drink, a smile tugs at the corner of his lips as @death-upright finds his way back to the table.
❛ beautiful place you have, very cozy. ❜ a genuine compliment as eyes flicker across the surrounding interior, taking in the small details and decor. ❛ thank you for the invitation again, i think i needed this ... ❜ he says as his palms wrap around white porcelain, savoring the warmth against his skin. ( starter call ! )
when's the last time you slept?
A WHOLE BUNCH OF QUESTIONS. ( ACCEPTING! )
his question catches her off guard, which doesn't help her case even remotely. ordinarily, she has a phenomenal poker face. she has to; being here is the most solid proof of that to ever exist. the fact she stumbles today is just because she's distracted! a moment stretches into two, and she still can't settle on a good response that might assuage his fears, sway out of needing to sleep and also resume their earlier conversation without any real interruption. in the end, she leans forward on the counter, hands splayed, eyes narrows.
" what are you asking me, zander? "
🎟️[ticket] 👀
'My guy pretty like a girl, and he got fight stories to tell~'
Frank Ocean-Chanel
[ @death-upright ]
( ground ) : one muse finds the other having a panic attack and helps ground them
"......I'm sorry...just...I'm sorry...."
Any other time, Chris's hand would be softly intertwined with Zander's. Carefully making sure he doesn't squeeze too hard. Sometimes followed by a small kiss to his knuckles.
But at this moment?
His grip is damn near crushing. Amongst the silence, it would be easy to hear his heart getting ready to make a mad dash out of his chest. Those otherwise steady knees have lost their strength, brnging them to a surprise meeting with the floor.
"Zander...I'm sorry just...I need a minute..."
Light purple hues glaze over with tears ready to spill onto his cheeks. One hand holds his chest in a vain attempt to calm his racing heart.
"Just...please don't let go...!"
[ @death-upright ]
okay but chris and zander arcade date tho. zander getting excited over certain game cabinets and mimicking the noises they make. he expects chris NOT to just let him win when they play against each other
There's a small smile on the baker's face.
It wasn't everyday he got to see the excited face of Zander. Sure, he's gotten hints of it whenever he would visit Luna's but he much preferred the full picture of cuteness. To think just a few weeks ago they were just having small convos in between orders.
Looking back, it was kind of funny how he didn't notice Zander's interest in him. Chris was so lost in kneading the dough, he barely noticed the radio dj's lingering glances on him. Nor did he realize Z's questions were getting more and more persona until they finally met up for a date.
"You know it's adorable seeing ya get excited," Chris chuckles. "I see you're a man of culture."
Chris loved a nice arcade so it was nice to get the history of certain cabinets. Especially different variations of galaga. A chuckle leaves him when Zander suggests they play the Mario Kart cabinet.
"Oh, I'm just ok at Mario Kart but I'm down to join ya."
Liar.
[ @death-upright ]
"heya, katherine. happy birthday." hands over an animal bone, just as promised, with alchemical symbols carved into its surface. "for balance 'n stability."
She can't help the way a smile creeps over her features at the greeting, and even more so at the gift. Yea she knows she was drunk when she asked for it, and it's cute that he listened. However, Katherine is still Katherine, and where there is a joke to be had she will make one-
"What the fuck is sta...stability...?"
Her expression quickly changes back to a smile however and she takes it to inspect. "This is incredible Zander, thank you."