#morahlities

“whoa! uh... shit. my bad.” maddox watched as the drink in his hand made its way from the glass... and directly onto the front of safiye’s dress. oops. probably not his smoothest move, but at just fifteen minutes away from midnight, it was also far from his first drink of the evening. at least it was champagne, and not something more likely to stain, though, right? “here, come on.” holding his hand out towards her, he nodded towards the bathrooms, coming up with what he believed to be a pretty solid solution on the spot. “we can go trade outfits, and you’ll look good as new.” sure, it’d probably be a bit of a struggle to fit into her dress, but he owed her a clean outfit, after ruining the one she currently had on. @morahlities​

“you know, i hate to say it, but i’ve been giving it a lot of thought and... i think you might have a point.” it wasn’t necessarily that maddox had a huge issue with owning up to his mistakes, but he’d really hoped that he’d been right this time. “i can’t make wine from the grapes they've got in the cafeteria. at least not in a time frame that’s quick enough to make any sort of actual profit from. it just... doesn’t seem worth it, and they’re starting to get kind of gross.” @morahlities​