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Puffin99: Hey man. you still up?
Puffin99: i just caught up on Backwards Motion. please tell me you watched it. I need to talk to someone about it.
Puffin99: it blew my damn mind
Puffin99: Leo, come on!
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discord || {regulus/eli}
Puffin99: Hey man. you still up?
Puffin99: i just caught up on Backwards Motion. please tell me you watched it. I need to talk to someone about it.
Puffin99: it blew my damn mind
Puffin99: Leo, come on!
Disappearing away from the most of the noise and the crowd for a while had been helpful, but it wasn’t something that Alaric could get away with forever. He planned on being present more or less for the entire event, which meant that he needed to back out where he could be seen.
But first, another drink.
Maybe if he’d been less concerned with being seen and more concerned with everyone else around him, Alaric wuld have realized who was hovering near the drinks table sooner than he did. Maybe he wouldn’t have come to a sharp halt right before colliding, could have turned the other way instead of being caught unaware, unable to pretend he hadn’t noticed the other. “Hello, Regulus,” He said, defaulting to polite, bland manners as always. “Can’t say I’ve seen you in a while. How’s Gil?” @arcturusxregulus
“Excellent job,” Zephyr murmured low in approval as he stretched his legs out towards the fire, watching as the last of the envelope curled up in flames and dropped to join the embers in the hearth. Lifting his his beer bottle to his mouth, Zephyr took a sip before looking over at Reg, a corner of his lips curling up in a smile. “See, you’re still in one piece.”
Winking at Reg, Zephyr turned his attention towards the stack of letters that was off to the side and, just like Reg, didn’t touch any of them. Instead he levitated the top one from the stack and sent it in the direction of the fire, the logs popping and snapping, devouring whatever words his family had sent. “How long have you been collecting these?” @arcturusxregulus
(later) [ text ] so who broke your penis and left
[text] : eh[text] : does it really matter
[text] :NO ONE WANTS ME, NOT EVEN TINDER WORKS FOR ME (I'm going with drunk)
[text] : do you even know how to work tinder??[text] : you have swipe right sometimes to try to get a match[text] : you understand that, right??
[ text ] λιμῷ δ' οἴκτιστον θανέειν καὶ πότμον ἐπισπεῖν. (Most grievous of all deaths it is to die of hunger. Apparently she's gonna be a classics major)
[text] : nooooo[text] : you know google translator is shit and out of all languages i cannot speak that[text] : what is it about hunger and death[text] : should i call 911
[ text ] my bed is a shrine and I'm it's goddess (ooc. If that's true it's the shrine of virginity)
[text] : 😐[text] : i didn’t really need that image but[text] : thanks