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>> I wish I could tell people how much of a dick they're being about a few things without sounding like a dick myself. Seriously, some people need to check themselves.
unwvnged -he gives a short hum of agreement, unamused as he looks away- Yes, trashcans are usually dirty.
trashcan, thats dirty right?
Depends on if it's a used trashcan or not. The ones in stores are pretty clean, I'd imagine.
Drew took note of the others quick change in attitude, although his reply did sound a bit forced, he didn’t think too much of it. "Nice meeting you too, Jongin." With the tension in the air gone and a proper introduction out of the way, Drew couldn’t help but want to know more about the male. He’d taken notice of the other’s height compared to his own, he was sure the other was no older than he was, yet he towered over him with ease. "If I may I ask, how old are you?" He asked, the question coming out awkward.
Jongin racked his brain for the answer, he couldn't reveal his real age-- he'd done that before and it had never worked out well for him, but being a faerie, he couldn't lie. He cleared his throat and glanced to the side, "How old do I look to you? I still look young, right? Younger than you." He muttered, looking the other guy up and down, hoping he would give him an answer Jongin could work with and let him assume his age. "And how old are you?"
Whisper something dirty in my muse's ear.
Espresso
Espresso: Describe your usual morning routine
Let's see... When I wake up I immediately curse the existence of humans because it's more often than not because of a car horn or that horrendous equipment they use for constructing more iron deathtraps they call skyscrapers.
Mocha
Mocha: Name one of your guilty pleasures
Well... I must say, I can't deny myself a nice, long, hot bubble bath every now and then.
Or maybe it's just the heat I enjoy... Hm.
Kopi
Kopi: Describe an incident when you tried something new.
When I met my brother for the first time, I was set on keeping ourselves separated due to the fact our entire existence is forbidden, but when I actually let myself break the rules a little bit, I found I actually enjoyed doing whatever I wanted to do. I’ll never be totally free, but being able to have a brother makes it bearable.
Send me a cup of coffee.
Espresso: Describe your usual morning routine.
Decaf: Impersonate one of your friends.
Macchiato: Name two things you think go well together and why.
Latte: List three aspects of your personality that you love.
Flat White: Confess the most recent crime you committed.
Iced: Make the weirdest face you can.
Cappuccino: Describe your ideal wedding.
Drip: Post a photo of a stuffed animal you own.
Mocha: Name one of your guilty pleasures.
Doppio: List two of your dream travel locations and why.
Black: Recall the worst insult you've ever received.
Americano: Post a photo of your favorite outfit.
Kopi: Describe an incident when you tried something new.
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Keane hadn’t left the forest in awhile, and while he knew he should probably go see his friends in the city soon- he didn’t feel like leaving nature just yet. So he was out practicing his archery, not hunting but simply firing at a makeshift target he had made on a tree. An arrow hits the middle of it perfectly and he docks another arrow before hearing soe noise.
"Who’s there?" He calls, pointing his bow and arrow in the direction of the noise.
A lot of the time, Jongin avoided being around others in nature. It always, somehow, angered him to see how they treated it; trees especially. From named carving and branding to decoration and even target practice. He loved nature when it grew wild and untouched by the cruel punishment those unappreciative of the beauty of it all dealt upon it. So, it wasn't surprising at all how, upon noticing it, he watched as, arrow by arrow, the archer ruined one of Jongin's trees.
He was definitely skilled but, even so, he wasn't scared when the bow was aimed at him. "Who's there?" He repeated, slipping down from the tree he was hidden in. "Jongin. Please put your bow away and stop harming my trees." And, technically, Jongin had absolutely no claim over this land whatsoever, but all nature during the winter months was his nature.
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❝ — hello?
He really doesn’t know how he ended up there, in the area at the park that looked like a forest. He didn’t even know why he went there late at night either. He knew he gets scared easily yet he still gets himself involved into situations where he freaks himself out. Just like what he’s about to get himself into.
Barely anybody goes to this part of the park, so he finds himself alone, under the tall trees that prevented the moonlight from shining down on him. He hears the leaves ruffle and he’s sure he wasn’t alone anymore.
— is anybody there? ❞
Jongin is caught off guard by the sudden voice he heard, his white skin unprotected by the glamour that made it tan. For a moment, he thought about running away and hiding, but his pride has none of that and his sick sense of pleasure at seeing people uncomfortable and frightened has him leaving his skin sparkling like the untouched snow.
"My, my..." He spoke low, his voice an eerie tune. "I didn't expect someone so handsome stumbling into my forest so late at night." Jongin stated as he mades his presence known by stepping into view.
"don't let them find me!"
giggling as Dennis ran around hiding behind the strangers leg holding onto it tightly. he did it again, escaping the orphanage was something that he was doing more and more. puffing out his cheeks as he looked up to you. “don’t let them find me!” his little mitten hands tugging on your pant leg before nodding firmly. he didn’t care if the stranger was good or bad he didn’t want to end up back there…
Dennis Kane || 6 || Orphan || controller of Ice and water
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