#e:004.

parker ainsworth + bonfire outfit

                     the bonfire had been the perfect excuse for parker to just let loose for one night –– and NOT in the same way he’d gotten completely wasted at the masquerade ball, no. he’d have his fun, but blacking out was not part of the plan. that was why he was slowly sipping on one of his few beers that he’d brought for himself, making his rounds as he checked in on some of his friends. one, in particular, looked to be having a good time, but he still wanted to check in on her all the same. “they’re pretty good, huh?” he asks as he approaches ivy, practically yelling over the music of the band. “do you know any of the members?” he looked on with her, beaming with pride as he watched diego jam out. part of him felt incredibly JEALOUS that he had a group like that, one that would he would constantly be able to share music with –– he had the jazz band, but it was different. the band seemed close-knit, tight, and of course, they wrote their own songs. parker wondered if he’d ever find something like that, but for the moment, he’d just enjoy their music. “me and the guitarist over there are pretty close. something about bonding over shared art forms, you know?”