"Hey there, Mike... M-Michael... um. Mell. 'Cause... that's your name." Ok, Connor - whatever voice that was inside your head that told you you've got this? It's wrong. Turn back around right now. Stop speaking. You're a fucking disaster. "So u - um . Halloween. You — uh . Are you a vampire? 'Cause I'm fine with biting your neck and getting no sleep — no wait. That's wrong. Hold on. I ... Fuck." FROM CONNOR'S WEAK GAY ASS ROAST HIM PLS MICHAEL
dude connor is like so gay for michael, no one askedfor this, but here it is anwyay?
michael’s eyebrows are furrowed, dipping just below the thick frames on his glasses. he looks the murphy boy up and down ( checking him out ?! no !! ) and assess the statement. he thinks it’s supposed to be a pick up line gone terribly wrong. yes, his name is michael. but being a vampire has nothing to do with having his neck bitten. he tilts his head. smiles.
‘ EVEN THOUGH .. you got that, like, ALL wrong … ‘ he’s teasing, just teasing. nothing malicious or callous and rude; merely poking fun at the statements that are actually pretty endearing when he thinks about their actual meaning, what connor was ACTUALLY trying to say, ‘ that was pretty, umm – uh. that was NICE of you. i get – get what you meant. ‘
