#endgamc

MUSE: astrid thorsen / 26 / influencer + socialite / pansexual

based on this plot

nico tried to pretend not to hear the word boyfriend. the words slid by, cheap and unpolished, meant for maximum impact, he was sure. draining half his beer before his eye roll could detonate, he forced a smile to bloom—too crooked, too practiced—as if the words meant absolutely fuck all. "since when do you fuck boys instead of eating them alive?" he retorted, "is this one a rescue mission, or is are you just playing with your food at this point?"

“ if we weren’t at this party and these people weren’t around, i would jump you here and now. ” he took another sip of the beer from his red solo cup, everything around him radiating party environment. austin fit in perfectly. “ though maybe you don't mind a little crowd? i don't. ”

he leaned up from his current position of laying down, shifting till the top body half was propped up on his arms. the look on his face far more telling than his body language, “ are you flirting? or are you starting a fight, because i can't tell the difference. either hit me or kiss me, make up your mind. ”