Cecil eagerly hugged onto the man from behind, beaming. "Theres a large party at Mr. Vansten's manor tonight~" he began, the way he was dressed implying what he wanted already though. (Here have my dork)
Back immediately straightening as he was embraced from behind, Carlos steadily lowered his gaze towards the frequently offending radio host.
“Cecil, you know I don’t do parties-” Already he began working to pry the other away from himself. “Besides, I have work to do~”














