#everkillaman

Well we’re not serving wine with dinner but we can make an exception if it gets you up here.

“It will probably be more entertaining than whats going on now”. A low chortle escaped him as he leaned towards Robert. “Which one do you think you would peg with something?” he raised a brow curiously. Perhaps it was the alcohol that was making him feel very mischievous. 

“Why are you afraid to go to sleep?” he asked in a curious tone of voice. “Nightmares? Insomnia? ‘Fraid of the dark? Just can’t sleep? Other worries keep you up? I’d like to help if I can.”

Val giggled “Mhm, you sure are! Don’t even get me started about the Halloween party! Remember when we moved and the nice neighbor lady next door invited us to join the Halloween party? You made me this like spider costume with a tutu and legs made out of cardboard tubes. But like she kept flirting with you and her husband was getting really pissed of!” Val went into a full on laugh, cackling because she found it so funny. “How old was I then?” 

“You? Change?” She raises a brow. “Who are you and what have you done with the real Robert?” A soft chuckle, but it doesn’t stop her from getting the wings. She DOES ask for some honey garlic on the side though.

Joseph allowed himself to be pressed against the wall. The feeling of Robert’s hands on his hips felt like a relief, as was the return of the kiss. The minister’s hand found itself at the back of the man’s head, grasping at his hair as he moaned into the kiss, his other arm hooked around his neck. 

I see him as more Hufflepuff too tbh