Chase :3c tell me about my sweet baby boy ~mac
whiskey and sadness. stale french fries & fast food. too much cologne to mask aforementioned. old spice, the kind that smells like a forest.
how they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc):
like a dumbass--on his stomach with the side of his face pressed against his pillow, which he puts his arms under. drools. sometimes talks in his sleep. probably sleeps too much; midnight to noon or something similar, maybe even later.
sadboy genre. lo-fi. soft, emotional music--stuff to cry to. hip hop. rock. the angry, shitty angsty teenager type of punk. folk punk. indie. electronic. video game soundtracks. in general, think: fidlar, the front bottoms, ajj, dark cat, kimya dawson, the offspring, shawn wasabi, kero kero bonito, etc. anime trap beats.
how much time they spend getting ready every morning:
very little; 5-10 minutes? he doesn’t really care about his appearance too much. doesn’t even bother on bad days, just stays in pajamas or sweats or underwear.
their favorite thing to collect:
hats, records of his favorite bands, guitar picks even though he doesn’t play, skateboards, stickers to put everywhere.
idrc but i could see him being left-handed. he has lefty energy.
favorite touristy thing to do when traveling (museums, local food, sightseeing, etc):
definitely food. and like, buying the dumb little trinkets they sell in gift shops at tourist traps.
favorite kind of weather:
that breezy spring weather where it’s not exactly sunny out but there aren’t too many clouds either.
a weird/obscure fear they have:
getting crushed between elevator doors because he had a dream about it once (once).
the carnival/arcade game they always win without fail:
soda ring toss. he just kinda tosses the rings and they land perfectly. which is surprising because he can’t throw a ball for shit.