˗ˏˋ ° :+ .｡✧ 。ˎˊ˗ fingers trace @jaebos‘s own digits as they sit at the bar. truth be told , they’ve stopped paying attention to their surroundings long ago. (( celeste learned long ago that only the new-comers would attempt to fuck with him && as long as they were so obviously with him , people wouldn’t try anything with them either. )) whatever drink had been ordered for them sits practically untouched , the liquid inside simply used for a time killer as they swirl the liquid around. but even time killers can’t occupy their attention long enough ;; a frustrated sigh leaves their lips before they force the drink down their throat && they lean into his shoulder , lips gently pressing against his collarbone before they speak. ‘ this place is boring. why do we always go to bars ? ’
