♔ - one Muse hits the other while opening a door too fast/forcefully ♕ - one Muse gestures wildly and smacks another passing by ♖ - one Muse shoots the other (non-lethal…probably) ♗ - one Muse trips the other ♘- one Muse drops a bucket of ice water on the other, mistaking them for someone else ♟- one Muse spills something on the other ♙ - one Muse gets thrown into the other during a fight and injures them ♚ - one Muse saves the other from a dangerous situation, only to end up in danger themselves ♛ - one Muse runs into the other with their bike / skateboard / golf cart / etc. ♜ - one Muse attempts to assassinate the other after mistaking them for their target ♝- one Muse accidentally casts a spell on the other

finley flipped through a booklet of designs as he sat on a bench outside of his apartment complex, no piece in particular catching his eye as he studied the pages. “i want another tattoo, but something that isn’t noticeable enough for my mom to point out to my entire family during christmas dinner. i told her i’d take a little break from them, but, i’m craving some new ink.”

there went being discreetly nosy of the designs the other was looking at. he took a drag of his cigarette before giving the other proper acknowledgement, “ i say get whatever you want. you’re an adult... right? -- i’m miserable when it comes to guessing peoples ages. -- yeah you told her you’d take a break but it’s your body and your money you should be free to do what you want with it. -- but maybe getting something for her would distract her from what you had said to her. “ the corners of his lips lifted briefly as he shrugged.

for the first time in weeks aika was finally home but they might as well have still be back in seoul because no matter how hard they tried they couldn’t get a wink of sleep. grumbling softly to themselves about how much bullshit their life was before rolling onto their stomach to grab a blunt. sparking the tobacco aika watched the smoke twist and bend as it disappeared into the night before forcing themselves to their feet, skipping down the hallway towards the other’s apartment not even caring that with each hop the giant tee shirt she was wearing exposed the underwear that barely covered their body. “ please entertain me, i know it’s half past the witching hour but at least i come bearing weed ? ”

it was a balancing act with boxes in one hand while the other was shoved in his pocket looking to dig out his key. the sound of a voice nearly caused him to drop everything, “ jesus -- AIKA. were you waiting for me to get home..? “ he asked giving them a glance and raising an eyebrow at their choice of clothing, “ and i have leftovers in the fridge to share..? i was actually going to track you down. i need to pick your brain on some art related things. “ key met lock as he spoke and with a twist of the handle the door was open and he stood off to the side. “ guests first. “

( nessa ): i think my neighbor is an alien

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