#trismp4

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(   ❝ 𝓭.   //   starter for @trismp4   )

"well, if it isn't mr. superstar himself," dontaz greeted tristan with a smile as he approached him after his set, his eyes lighting up a little as he stopped in front of him, reaching out to pat him on the back. "you killed it up there, man. i didn't know you were that talented." the last part was said jokingly. of course he knew that his friend had the talent and skill to make it in the industry, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to fuck with him a bit.

[libcrtine]

(   ❝ 𝓷.   //   starter for @trismp4 )

despite not being musically inclined himself, nigel was a big fan of music and had a vast array of genres filtering his playlists. so regardless of the fact that he would have preferred to spend his evening at home, he was looking forward to seeing the sets performed that night. especially because a few of his friends were performing. "so, what's on the set list tonight?" he asked tristan, glancing over at him as he sipped from his water bottle. "or is it a surprise? as one of your closest friends, i think i should be in the know about this."

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(   ❝ 𝓭.   //   starter for @trismp4   )

"alright, i accepted your little dinner invitation. are you happy now?" dontaz asked, rolling his eyes as if hanging out with tristan was really an inconvenience to him and his time. "and you better now be using a coupon to pay for our meal. i swear to god if i see you pull out your phone with a QR code or pull a clipped out coupon from your pocket, i'm getting up and walking out the door." he reached for the menu that the waiter had placed on their table. "it's a nice little restaurant though.. do you bring all of your pretty dates here? none as pretty as me, obviously."

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(   ❝ 𝓷.   //   starter for @trismp4 )

nigel wasn't the friend that people called on when they wanted to have a good time. the few friends that he had made and that stuck around usually only hit him up with a good reason; not just to chit chat. which he didn't really mind. he enjoyed his solitude, and he was glad that his few friends trusted him enough to come to them when they needed to vent or needed advice. his calm and levelheaded nature made him the perfect candidate for it. "so.. what's up? you needed to talk about something?" he asked once tristan opened his front door and invited him inside, jumping straight to the point. "what's going on?"

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THE IRRITATION THAT was building up in the pit of her stomach was quickly becoming too much for dasom to ignore . " why did you even come over here if you're going to act like this ? " she asked , her tone conveying the annoyance she felt . / @trismp4