"i just wanna be a catboy--.." he'll blown smoke from his dab pen, sighing dreamily. "no work, no pain. just sleep and purr purr---... yanno what i mean?" mapplethorpe, please. // open rp.
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"i just wanna be a catboy--.." he'll blown smoke from his dab pen, sighing dreamily. "no work, no pain. just sleep and purr purr---... yanno what i mean?" mapplethorpe, please. // open rp.

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Steve was sitting at the edge of Lover's Lake, claiming an old log as his seat. He was remembering the last time he had swum in its waters as he looked over the murky depths. With too many questions running unanswered through his mind, he decided to return to one of the last spots he remembered having an open gate. The water seemed peaceful, but he would have no way of knowing for sure without jumping in.
Sighing, as he contemplated whether or not to take another swim, he was interrupted by crunching footsteps coming from the forest behind him.
"Don't mind me," he spoke as he stood, brushing the dirt from his pants. "I was just leaving."
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"Did I say those words?"
"aren't you tired of being nice. don't you wanna go apeshit."

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"don't know where you came from, but you notorious for stirrin' crazy everywhere you go? don't think i can have you doin' it here at my little spot."
It's kind of tragic, really, just how much Sage keeps his head in the clouds. Maybe it's a little sweet โ if you close one eye and look from six feet away. Most people tend to find him nothing short of aggravating, but he likes to consider himself violently charming. "I have a real question, now," Sage hums, as if he hadn't spent the last five minutes asking the other if they would still fuck with him if he were a frog with one eye. He's quiet for a moment, his body still like he wasn't fighting the urge to laugh.
"Would you, hypothetically, fuck me if I wasn't me?" He asks it with confidence, wearing that usual grin that he wears when he knows he's being a problem.
open for anyone pleek love him <3