#thread.nari

[b4rredteeth]

CLOSED STARTER for @eremitionisms ft. Nari

location ; two blocks from the Las Vegas Emergency fill set

Harsh was on a coffee run, not for any particular reason, but he was feeling especially done with his job today. And he felt bad for it, since he had no reason to do so. He had one of the best jobs in the world: he got money for pretending. And for being handsome, he knew that much. People wouldn't just let him do this if it wasn't that they thought he was handsome.

He'd gotten a coffee and a sandwhich from the local deli, nothing special, and after having had the most delicious Indian food for about a week in a row - he'd been inspired by a particular run-in - this tasted absolutely bland.

He was lost in thought - mostly about food and his next lines - when he noticed someone near who was staring at him. He knew what it was, but she wasn't coming any closer, and towards fans he felt not unkindly today.

"Can I help you?" he asked, charming smile on his face.

[b4rredteeth]

SCARE ZONE 01: @sxtmefree @rosfms @nightswvlker

Pesor had left Dorothy behind to join a scary walk through the haunted gallery. They technically didn't want to, but they also thought it would be good to put themself in a situation where something scary might happen, just so they could prove that they weren't scared that easily.

They spent a good time looking around, goosebumps over their whole body, walking near the tour guide at the front of the group. Until they realise... "Oh... hey, did anyone see the tour guide?" they asked.

[b4rredteeth]

@sxtmefree ft. Nari (before 11.30 pm)

Pesor hadn’t expected to have such a great time as they did, though they should’ve known, it was just enough to be at a party in a couple’s costume with Dorothy and to be recognised as being in a costume pairing with them. Perhaps, though maybe that was over-doing it, people would assume they were together. And maybe they were together, every stolen kiss and tender moment pointed to them being something more for a long time now. He didn’t need it to be named.

His cheeks were darkened by the heat and the exercise of dancing. He went to the bar to order some water, breathless as he hung over it. They leaned back to take a huge gulp of breath, and accidentally bounced into someone. “Oh, ohhh, hi! Sorry.”