#ournycrp

Skylar admired over his personal plate of sweets. He hadn't planned on coming to the party. But Joel gave him puppy eyes and he didn't have the strength to resist. So now he sat at the bar. With his guilty pleasures.

"Do I look like I give a flying fuck? I asked for the hard stuff...not a freaking fae drink."

Charlie pulled back from the person he was making out with and nipped their bottom lip. "You ready to tell me your name now, sweetness or should I try to persuade you some more?" He smirked.

"I helped my dad cook. Don't worry it's not poisoned" Austin laughs.

"Who can relax with 10 siblings running around, some causing chaos?"

"I bet I'll dance circles around you."

"This elegant soiree is courtesy of moi...are you here to pay your respects? Turn around. Bend over."