#fireoffyourgun

“I’d be so content with never seeing you again.”

“Hey, keep asking for it, and it’ll come true.”

“I’m a little drunk.” 

“Just a little, babe? You look like you’re about to fall over and, much as I’d like to see that, it’d probably damage the goods.”

“We could always play truth or dare?”

He’s very much aware that he’s killing it out there. That regulars have started coming in to follow his shows - and his shows alone - and that his tips have exponentially increased. It can’t all be based upon his charm, that he’s very much aware of, as well.

So, in the middle of his one and only set - because even crowd favorites don’t get too much time in the spotlight - he glances over to his favorite table that is usually taken by a friend or two, and the manic grin on his face drops. And then some. Sometimes his plan goes through and his blonde bestie’s adorableness and undeniable chemistry is enough to ward off would-be suitors, but there’s Draft junior in the house too with some excuse and thus they’re being all coupley together.

Ryan being hit-on. He’s nineteen, but at the same time Ryan is his first real life boyfriend that is also a male, and he’s got some serious sharing issues that probably started way back in the womb when Lyn got most of the food.