May 28, 2024
closed for: @pytndyer
“Peyton! Hey! Peyton!” Lucky says loudly in greeting, his voice carrying more than it usually did, the alcohol in his system making him more boisterous than he would be on a normal day. He slips around a quad of friends so he could make his way towards his own, thrilled to be seeing him somewhere that wasn’t the shared waiting room of a therapist’s office.
( Much less depressing. )
“I didn’t know you were coming tonight. That outfit is so cool though, you went all out with the suspenders and everything.”