continued from here for @sealedfcte / "you'll never impress me, elias. i know you too fucking well," chris teases and scoots so he's closer to his friend, grinning a silly smile tainted with a few too many jell-o shots and hits from his weed pen. being crossfaded isn't anything new of course, and they might indulge a little more around elias on purpose ... "i think," chris begins, readjusting so they can throw their arm around elias' stomach, "that might be a really good idea." they hope their stupid routine is going to go as usual, but they play dumb and hint just in case. "you wanna stay over at my place ?"













