#joaquin talking.

[keycoro]

@roadrvnncr​

“so i was thinking. there’s that old abandoned warehouse like, two miles away. i was thinking we go get some spray paint or some shit and jst go fuck around over there. i’m open to other ideas, though.” key lifted the joint in his hand for the other to see, motioning for him to take it if he wanted some. “i’m feeling extra destructive today.”

[infcrnos]

“you’re just being friendly because you want something. what?” he could never trust their relationship to be calm for too long. @rosalinax​

[infcrnos]

“oh, you’re up! hey,” he greet the female, briefly looking up from the television. @alexandriabosss​

[infcrnos]

@haydpalms​

key felt comfortable with hayden. it wasn’t that they had similar upbringings - really the only thing they had in common was that they both came from money and dysfunctional households - but they understood each other. he'd received an invite from his mother and step-father a little while back and although had RSVP’d, he hadn’t chosen a date until the very last minute. he figured he’d have the best time with hayden and maybe they’d even be able to sneak out early and enjoy time on their own. he smoothed his tux after knocking on her door, waiting for her to answer. 

[keycoro]

@ninettex​

“coño, why are you screaming at me? i’m so hungover. can you like, say that again but at least four volumes lower?”

[keycoro]

@sclfpity​

“does daniela ever talk about me?” it was a random question, one that was brought up when there’d been a moment of silence between the two. it was rare that he’d ever even mention nico’s sister, but he’d been thinking about her more lately. “actually, wait, no. don’t answer that.” he held the bottle of beer in his hand close to his chest, “it’s the alcohol, i swear.”

[infcrnos]

@jessatf​​

he looked up from the floor when he heard jessa stirring in the bed. although they were in his room, his first instinct was to jump up from where he was and run out of the room but that feeling faded when he realized that he would have to come back eventually. and he’d have to explain, of course. “uh,” was all he could managed as he hurriedly tried to figured out wha to do with himself. it was between play dead and --.. no. that was the only option.

[infcrnos]

“did your mom get you that for christmas?” he pulled the lollipop from his mouth, motioning with his free hand at the sweater brad was wearing. @to-brad​