ezra and trouble went together like yin and yang. not long after arriving to the party, he had already drank shot of jager and found himself in the back outside the club. with a spray paint can ( that he didn’t bring ) in hand, and a cigarette between his lips, he found himself scrawling graffiti against the brick. upon hearing footsteps, he looked over his shoulder. “you like it? ‘s a lotus flower -- this place reminded me of that scene in the percy jackson movie.. so.” he used his free hand to remove the cigarette and silently offered it.













