#sorcnn

[onethrills]

sms to soren.

DANE: hey. how have you been? how's the fox?

[djcherry]

closed starter ft. @sorcnn.

Sinking down onto one of the sofas in the lounge of the pack house, Cherry cups a tea between her hands and focuses her gaze on where Soren follows her, patting the spot just next to her to make it clear she wants him to curl up next to her the way they usually do. Fondness is alight on her expression, a soft glow to her eyes, and she nestles back into the cushions and takes a sip before she speaks. “Tell me everything about how it went.” Meaning his carnival date, of course. She doesn’t recall seeing much of him, and she also doesn’t know who he’d gone on a date with, so she’s pretty much entirely in the dark here save for her knowledge that a date has occurred. Chunhwa’s expression is open, interested.

[onethrills]

closed starter ft. @sorcnn

To say that he’s feeling ‘excited’ would be an understatement, which is crazy in and of itself all things considered. This is the first time anybody has asked him to do anything with them in a really long time, though, let alone to be seen in public with them, and there’s an almost childlike energy to the way that he moves and the expression on his face. Early evening is settling in smooth, darkness broken up by strings of lights illuminating the booths and various other attractions, and he sees Soren and approaches him almost immediately. It’s a little out of character for him to have such a big smile on his face as greeting, but it’s also out of character for him to agree to attend events with other people, so it would seem he’s doing a lot of things he wouldn’t typically do right now.

“Hey. You must’ve just arrived?” It comes out as a question, but mostly it’s more of an assumption.

[onethrills]

closed starter ft. @sorcnn

The sky is the deepest shade of dark blue right now, city lights dampening the stars enough so that he can’t see them yet, but that’s okay --- he doesn’t need to see them to know that they’re there. Just like he doesn’t need to see Soren yet to know that he’s waiting for him, though he does catch sight of delightfully pink hair when he rounds the corner, bathed in the light of the streetlamp above and to the right of him. A hand lifts, and he waves at him to catch his attention, a smile already spreading over his face. Good spirits. He feels like he’s a little bit on a high lately, like his world isn’t as dark as it once was, despite the exclusion of the sun. “Ready to get into some trouble? It’s what I’m best at, after all.” Not that Soren would know that, but hey, maybe Dane will tell him about it someday. Some of it, anyway. He comes to stop next to him, reaching a hand out.