#agentofnightvale

{ @agentofnightvale }

                                     c is for cookie ! | no longer accepting

    “Don’t worry, we don’t need a recipe! I’ve done this a hundred times.”      Asato exudes confidence as he starts grabbing ingredients: sugar, flour,      semisweet chocolate, butter. He’s rooting around for eggs and frowning      thoughtfully at his near-empty fridge when he says, “We can substitute      eggs with something else, right? I’ve heard applesauce is good.”

     He’s just happy to have someone to spend the afternoon with. His room-     mate is gone for the day, off at some Christian event that Asato doesn’t      quite understand but is fully supportive of as long as no one asks him      to believe, and it’s the first time in ages he’s had the room to himself. But      as nice as the quiet is, it can get lonely very quickly. He’s happy Carlos is      here. Even happier that he has an opportunity to show off his cooking      skills.

     Well, almost cooking. As college students, creativity is important.

     He sets out two mugs, one for each of them.

@agentofnightvale

One thing Alice thoroughly enjoyed about her work at the theater was the fact she got to watch people. It had always been an interest of her, to study those who did not know had curious eyes laid upon them; she found their behavior to be the most honest at those times. All sorts of people visited the theater      lots of troubled souls, too, she noticed. Alice had always been very perceptive of other’s emotions, but her newfound gift of tapping into their minds proved quite helpful.

The theater was mostly empty that night, with only a few scattered people across the lobby. Her attention was snatched by a young male who seemed to be looking over the movie posters      his mind was certainly tempestuous, Alice could tell even from a distance. She could make further use of her gift to see into his thoughts, but that always felt like such an imposing thing to do. It was more polite to at least speak to them first, Alice figured.

                            ❛    we don't deal with outsiders very well    ––––    ❜

Rhys murmured a little bit to himself as he read over some important work notes in one hand and no dropping his cup of coffee in the other. Really he should be paying attention to where he was going and not trying to read and walk at the same time. But then again he wasn’t always the brightest man, especially when it was in the morning and he was trying to walk fast to his office and catch up on notes in the mean time. He really needed to find a better process for this.

And it would just be his stroke of luck that he runs into someone, promptly jostling the notes out of one hand and the plastic top to his coffee popping off and spilling all over himself and the poor person he ran into. The tall brunet let out a small whine at all of these factors before beginning to apologize.

Merms

Rhys floated on by in a bored manner in the large aquarium. It was a rather slow day it seemed and without patrons to come by for him to entertain it really wasn’t entertaining to himself either. A huff of bubbles came to him from that until he caught something out of the corner of his eye. Righting himself the merman looked over fully before a smile came to his features. Someone to see!

Bed Situations [Accepting!]

Jun snapped awake the second he heard the thunder.

No. No no. No no no no no no no no no no no- Even thinking about the sound thunder made was enough to get the human shivering. He whimpered and curled up under the blankets as he heard a second peal rumble ominously in the distance. Don’t go to Carlos. Carlos is already asleep. Carlos doesn’t need to be disturbed-