#games. 126

[cheathatcher]

the night was far from young, he’d determined that, by the sheer amount of drinks he’d managed to have over the course of the night. he’d never really considered himself a chatty drunk, but he was always rather ridiculous with enough alcohol in his blood. “hunter twill,” he said chidingly, coming to stand next to the man at the bar. “did you steal my shoes?” 

@huntedhunter​

[longsyne]

“yuu, you’re bleeding,” he quickly scanned the bar, balling up some napkins in his hand before bringing it to yuri’s hairline, dabbing the area lightly. “what did you do?? did you get into another dance battle? oh god— what if you cracked your skull or something, yuu?!” xav’s eyes widened, the panic having him pushing yuri’s hair to the side, throughly ruining any sort of work a stylist might have done to it. 

@yurihuxley​

[longsyne]

“...clementine, is it, right??” he asked unsurely, a little furrow of his eyebrows to punctuate the words. what if it was orange? or like.. some other citrus fruit that wasn’t coming to mind right now. he was stone cold sober, and he kind of wished he wasn’t, for the sole purpose of having something to blame getting her name wrong. “do you like clementines or would that be some kinda... cannibalism thing?” 

@lastpetals​

[longsyne]

lysander scared xavien. anyone with power managed to do him over, but especially someone like lysander, head gamemaker and all. he sent an awkward wave his way, a friendly smile. “have you tried any of the drinks yet?” he quickly glanced back at the drink menu. “do you have anything you’d recommend??” he cautiously asked, already feeling like he’d messed up somehow, like he was being much too casual right now. 

@thevultur​

[longsyne]

“chip, do you know how to bake?” the question left his lips as a sort of childish whine, turning to chip as he melted into his seat by the bar. “i swear, i’m gonna die of starvation before they bring out the next batch of cake, i’m so hungry. please, chip, make sure they take me back to three when i kick the bucket in the next five minutes.” 

@chip-foster​

[longsyne]

“so, are you gonna impress me this time?” he said, suddenly appearing next to jeannie. “have you learned any new dance moves since the last ball? no pressure, but this is kind of a test. what kind of a dance teacher would i be if i didn’t throw in a few pop quizzes here and there??”

@jeaninetwill​

[longsyne]

xavien was about ready to pass out, frankly wasn’t sure if he’d make it even halfway off the dance floor awake, but he was almost sure it wasn’t nearly late enough to be able to dip out early. he was never really good at this, this whole mentor thing, but he wanted to be, he tried. he glanced sideways to the person sat next to him at the bar, a sleepy smile given. “hi. do you know what time it is??” 

@skyxhartley​

[longsyne]

“i think someone spiked my drink,” he said, pouting down at the alcoholic drink he had ordered. “what about you?! did they get you too??” he leaned over, trying to make out the drink in the other man’s hand. 

@asher-hartley​