#hoopsheartthrob

❝ you mean the guy in the mirror? ❞ the skeleton propped an elbow on top of the bar counter that bunny girl was sat on, resting his head comfortably on a gloved palm. ❝ he’s a real copycat, i’ll tell ya that. almost sued him the other day for plagiarism, but, uh, he finger-gunned my way and told me i looked fresh outta the grave. so i gave ‘im a discount for, y’know, the creativity. ❞

now her question caught the skeleton a little off guard– while he could try to weasel his way out of it, there was no telling she would let him. girl looked as sharp as a steel trap.

❝ uhhh… exact words? ❞ oh boy. ❝ ah y’know, ‘side from being pretty, wonder what else that gal does for a living. ❞

(“hey, if, uh, ya happen to... overhear somethin’... it’s got nothin’ to do with ya, y’hear?”)

Ferno should have said something. Wanted to say something. As things got more heated, he seemed about to say something, hands up in a placating gesture, the first syllable of hey, let’s be cool, be cool, or let’s just all calm down now, yeah? dying in the crackle of his flames. And once again... once again, there was nothing he could do. Just watch the people he cared about losing their fuckin’ minds at each other.

... Sans had been trying to tell him that this wasn’t his fault. But--wasn’t it? He’d only wanted to cheer the two of them up. Try to drag a smile out of them. And somehow, all those good intentions had just... led to this. All the bickering, all the anger...

He flinched as the door slammed shut. Letting out a breath, he rubbed at the back of his neck. One look at Lola finally unfroze him from the useless position he’d occupied, and he moved to her side, one hand gently reaching out to touch her arm. 

(how the fuck did you even go about fixing something like this?)

True. Just as there were plenty of fish in the sea, so too were there plenty of fine looking ladies at the park. However, Lupin found himself so drawn to the rabbit. Lupin sat reclined on a bench next to the court, eyes following Lola as she moved about. A sly, excited kind of grin spread across Lupin’s face.

“Well, maybe I’m in the mood for someone tougher to catch, bunny.” He cocked a playful eyebrow at her, crossing one leg over the other to show he was perfectly comfortable right there. 

Late at night, when the clubs and parties are just starting to wind up, it is not uncommon to meet new faces trying to mingle and make the the scene. Sadly for the young bunny, the streets are empty tonight. There is barely a soul out looking to party. It was as if everyone where hiding, hiding from the beast who lurks in the shadows. Or more so, a Hunter looking for the beasts. And for the lady who wanders about alone at night, meeting that shadow has more of a higher chance.