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{ ✧ Eddie | @lethalitisms }
Lloyd rarely, if ever, got a chance to have the time to himself back at home. Let alone visit a cafe, get something for himself just because he could - for the longest time, he had managed to convince himself that indulging in luxury was something that just wasn't on his radar.
It's just a cafe, Lloyd. You don't need to think too much on it.
Lloyd tells himself, taking a deep breath through his nose. In his hands is a paper cup, filled to the brim with the first type of tea that sounded appetizing to him. The cafe was particularly busy that day, with just about every table being taken. All but one, and it seemed as though nobody else was going to take it. He carries himself there, ready to allow himself to take some time to himself. Just as he places his cup down on the table--
So does somebody else.
"Woops." Lloyd lets out a nervous laugh, looking the stranger in the eye with a bit of an awkward smile. "Sorry. Didn't see you there. Did you want to sit here? I can go find a spot outside if you wanted it!"
@morrisxn02
It was the last writing club meet before the winter break and there was a cheerful sort of atmosphere with all sorts of holiday prompts. It was just like creative types to ignore what was actually going on and the more dim view that the rest of campus was taking to the influx of FBI agents. "At least someone brought the good pizza," Gen said to Eddie as she put away the article she'd been working on, someone had been determined to read aloud their god awful poetry about holiday spirit and Gen thought that she might as well be productive in that time.
She hadn't spoken to Eddie much since the news about Greer, though funnily enough Gen thought there were few ways that you could nicely say 'So I guess sorry that my ex roommate and your sister is dead.'
who: @morrisxn02 when: anytime where: the warehouse rave
Jacqui took one look at Eddie and couldn't help but let out a laugh, having been at the rave for a bit now - long enough that at least they had relaxed enough to have a good time. Until the next inevitable G text because they highly doubted that was all they'd be hearing from them that night. Reaching up and fiddling with one of their large hoop earrings, Jacqui ran their eyes over his outfit again, before sidling in right beside him. "You look like you got an invite to a different party than I did," they said teasingly, reaching out to playfully give the collar of his button up shirt a tug. "Did no one ever show you how to dress for a rave?"
