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❝You look like a grumpy cat.❞ [muse of your choice]
@melodie
Look here, chick. [/he clears his throat thickly, holding a hot coffee in one hand and his phone in the other, barely able to lift his head and take a glance at you,] I haven’t had sleep in two fuckin’ days, so naturally, yeah, I look like I’m ready to murder—and for the record, I’m probably not going to have two more days of sleep, so beat it.
luhanflowerboy said: (/the situation is rather embarrassing and the dumbfounded expression etched onto the other’s face doesn’t exactly help) I—Not you, I was talking to the other kid, the one that has your hair, eyes, nose, lips, body structure…but it not you….
Yeah, fuck that, I'm not buying it. [/he stares for a long moment, furrowing his brows for a second before clearing his throat and fixing the hat on his head,] What kind of attention did you want from for you to be calling me... [/he pauses, scrunching his nose,] ...that.
kaxper said: That won’t do.. [she shakes her head, squatting down to put an arm around his waist and puts his arm around her shoulders, trying to pick him up] C’mon, my place is near here and I can just get my first-aid kit to patch you up.
This is so fucking embarrassing. [/he grumbles slightly, barely able to stagger to his feet as he nearly limps over his own foot; gripping uncomfortably to the ball of your shoulder.] Thanks, or whatever. [/he winces; face twisting in discomfort as he waits for your lead.]
"Hey there, Foxy Mama."
[/he stands there for a moment; it takes him some time to adjust the words, and eventually he turns around, glancing right over his shoulder at the you; another lad who wasn’t too much different in height with his own. His brows furrow.] What the fuck. [/he says, dumbfounded, completely turning to you now]
"You look like you could use a hand."
Well. [/he eyes the unattractive gash down the back of his elbow as he was sprawled over the empty sidewalk as he glances up at you, eye swollen with blue and purple as he lets out a huff and a rather airy and nonchalant laugh;] If you could be so kind. [/he extends a hand for you to take, keen on using most of his, at least what was left, of his energy for leverage anyway;]
