Location: Halloween at the Brooklyn paramount For: Open <3
"And what are you supposed to be?" The icy blue of his eyes skims them from head to toe, taking a step back as to fully absorb the consume; they'd simply have to forgive them, his observation skills had taken a toll after the fifth drink.
He looks down at himself, the broken halo dangling off his head, the fluffy wings which had seen better days, and all that silver glitter covering his naked torso which he's sure he would still be finding all over his apartment all through next year. "I was a slutty angel a few hours ago... but, my halo and wings got injured in the trenches, now I'm just... slutty, I guess."












