#captaindarianfrey

He stood in front of the bar, examining the array of different colored liquid. After spending some time observing each traditional activity at a party, he decided to have a drink to help ease himself more into the situation and blend in. His only problem was that he had no idea what to pick. 

The only parties he’d ever attended had been in his first year at the academy. Captain Pike had invited him to a party for the holidays, but he’d been understanding enough of Spock's heritage not to ask him to drink. Now that Spock was willing, he had the disadvantage of being several years late to it. Then there was no harm in asking a stranger, right?

Having your own party on the side of an even better party left King Knight in a sour mood. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to go--but loud noises and him simply don’t mix that well, at least not for long periods of time. Kicking aside an empty tin can, he takes a sip of wine before parking his rear down on a bench, staring at the distant lights and hearing the muffled sounds of cheers and music... 

Sweeney Todd sentence starters.

❄ -  Gray hadn’t exactly expected this to happen, he’d been sitting on a bench when the man next to him had drifted off and fallen into his lap. They hardly knew each other, Gray’s hand hovered over the other as he contemplated waking him up, leaning over just a little he could see the bags under Darian’s eyes. 

How exhausted must he have been to fall asleep on someone he barely knew? With a reluctant huff of air Gray leaned back on the bench and rested his hand on Darian’s shoulder his other hand ruffling his own hair. “You better sleep like a baby if you’re gonna fall asleep like that,” Gray muttered under his breath.