JULY , 2024 .
there's a sway to his steps as he approaches his cousin, clumsy hand pressing on his shoulder in an attempt to steady himself as he almost tumbles. he probably, maybe should have stopped before the last drink, or maybe the one before that, or the one before that, but still digits of his free hand are wrapped around a refilled glass as he grins. ❝ someone was talking about going to the lounge. 'pparently, they're doing some sort of shots there. what d'you say ? ❞ / @bielbraganca












