The man stands in the middle of the sidewalk, utterly unaware of his surroundings, gaze sky-bound. Perhaps he’d caught sight of a bird and become lost in the brilliant, boundless blue above, or forgotten something just as he remembered it and now struggles to recall it once more. A tumble of white hair brushes his neck, supporting the lost memory supposition with suggested age, yet his build and posture imply youth and strength. 

     A fine day for strolling; summer’s warmth lingered like a heavy blanket five minutes before you have to get up, and autumn’s colors were only just beginning to shyly brush the trees. Some leaves were even starting to lose their grip, falling oh-so sneakily like rats jumping ship, or a possession escaping its owner—hang on.

Hike looked himself over in the floor long mirror by the entrance door and sighed. He had put on his favorite red suit jacket and baby-blue shirt. The cheery patterns of his clothes an attempt to gloss over the anxious nervousness that was written all over his features. How could his publisher do this to him!? He knew exactly, how much Hike hated talking to strangers. At least Hike had managed to change the location of this interview from the fancy,far-away restaurant, his publisher had picked, to the closer and far more comfortable Coffeespoon. If he had to make it through this probably very uncomfortable interview, he would at least be doing it in a familiar environment. Hopefully the vague presence of Mat behind his counter, would give the poor man some certain sense of safety.

With one last dour look at his reflection, Hike finally left the house and made his way to the Cofeespoon. He had mailed the journalist clear instruction about which table he was to sit at. That would spare Hike the frightening chore, of having to ask random strangers, whether or not they were waiting for him. Entering the Coffeespoon, he immediately spotted the smaller man sitting at Hike's favorite table. With a nervous smile to Mat and a gesture to bring him his usual choice, he made his way over to stand by the table, hands in his pocket, lanky figure slouched over slightly making him look even more comically consisting of nothing but long limbs.

                                    non-physical compliment | Accepting

“O-oh!”

Hike wasn’t sure how to take this compliment. So instead, he chose to fiddle with the napkin in his hands.

but is there a rubber duck

SEND ‘GHOST!’ FOR A HALLOWEEN INSPIRED STARTER! && accepting

“Guess what!” calls Huan into the house. He closes the front door behind him and removes the stiff cowboy boots that Lian insisted he wear as part of his costume. Tonight is Halloween, and Huan always dresses up for Halloween ------ mostly at the request of his twins. Now, however, they were at the age where they wanted to go Trick-or-Treating on their own, and in a neighborhood as safe as this one, he was willing to allow them that opportunity. 

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Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed