#milo1

[ofgoetsch]

MILO BURKE ( @milo-b​ )

THE XAVIER INSTITUTE.

DECEMBER 31st, 1997. NEW YEAR’S EVE GALA.

Matthias really needed a distraction, he was already a little tipsy, but he was not having fun. All the people he had encountered till now had only made him wish he had stayed at home and while he was free to leave, part of him didn’t want to come home and have to retell all that had happened to his father. That’s why he suddenly turned and just asked “Do you want to dance?” 

[alcjandrosalazcr-blog]

“Milo! Looking good there, I must say. Don’t know why I almost expected to not see you here.” The Salazars had, on occasion, crossed paths with the Hendrixes. Even more than before, ever since Abel and him had become friends. So, greeting Milo like an old friend, that was all genuine. He was a good kid, growing up into a good man after all. “How have you been?”

@milohendrix

[ofmcya-blog]

@milohendrix

“If it isn’t my baby boy! Come inside, give me a hug and then make yourself at home. I didn’t know what we were watching, so I’ve tried queuing up everything that had anything to do with the genre of the holiday season.” Maya ushered Milo inside, closing the door behind him. “I hope you didn’t have any other plans. I was...feeling lonely, and I wanted to spend some time with you. Just bonding, maybe some joshing...you know how it goes. And I’ve got gossip to spill, so...”

[drinkup-mehearties-yoho]

"You must be crazy."

"Crazy? No, just wise enough to know the truth." Jack smirked and continued on, knowing that he was right. "You’re the crazy one if you truly believe that you are correct."

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