Feb 14, 2019
closed starter for @fcades !
he can barely remember what vice is currently flowing through his bloodstream, can’t even remember whose party this is ( if he ever knew in the first place, that is ). all that matters is that his head is pleasantly fuzzy and that he's not the one in charge of cleaning up any of the alcohol that sloshes over the rim of his cup and onto the floor as he spins to the music. coordination lacking and footwork clumsy, it’s no surprise when june collides with a warm body. stumbling, he fumbles to steady himself against the other, eyes lighting up when he places her face. “beaaa,” he draws out sweetly. “what a surprise, running into you here.”
