“so what can i do for you?”
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“so what can i do for you?”
xavier had just finished his dj set when he made his way to the club’s bar, the bartended sliding him his usual drink. he looked over at the person sitting near him and gives a light nod, “hey, hows it going?”
“Um--” Kitley reached out to tap the person in front of him, almost too riddled with secondhand embarrassment to say anything. Though, he would have felt too guilty if he didn’t let them know-- “Uh, you have--” He paused, pointing to the ground and continuing in a whisper. “You have toilet paper stuck to your shoe,”
“Oh my god, did you see that bird over there? It totally snatched one of that guy’s french fries,” Harley laughed obnoxiously, pointing at the guy sitting several long feet away at a table with his fast food, seemingly mourning the loss of his fry. “What a bold birdy, I don’t think I would have attempted to take someone’s french fry right out of their hand like that,”