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@prctecthem / continued from here .
Louis is always performing. That’s his thing -- he’s well aware of it. Though, he’s gotten more serious as of late especially when it counts he still very much likes to be upbeat and enjoy the little things. ( The arts, naturally, count. ) His hands come to tap on the music recorder, lets the waltz song play out soft and clear. It still works thankfully. ( No one has tried to burn it yet. ) His brown eyes regard James, watches the other’s reaction. It’s not that he hasn’t noticed James’ affinity to keep to himself, they all have. But it’s good to break the ice, right? People in the past used to dance all the time at social gatherings.
“ Lucky for you I do. ” His smile turns a little lopsided through dark freckled cheeks. “ Sort of, anyways. I took some lesson as a kid. It was always fun. ” It seems like years ago, those days. He had been that spoiled rich kid who invested himself in arts. Had really only wanted one thing but been denied it. ( The rest of the story isn’t a happy one. )
Insecurity kicks in though Louis often tries so hard to fake it. He ends up blabbering on. His hands move animatedly in the air. “ I can lead, it’s no biggie really. It’s just counting steps. One step forward, one step backward. That sort of thing. Heh. ”
Now he feels like the idiot asking someone to dance but getting rejected.
“You. Me. Denny’s Parking Lot. Let’s see who gets that last fucking Oreo cookie. FIGHT ME JAMES. FIGHT M E.”
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[JamJam; text] No problem man I’ll do most of the talking at the grump session today. LMAOOOO
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this is what happens when u talk w/ tsuki @ 1am + The Shenanigans of Clem and Jam ft. @prctecthem

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REUNION
The leaves from the trees were turning from gold to crimson to sunset orange as the sound of squirrels chit - chatting in their ancient tongues rang out through the woodlands. The harvest was here and after having found a companion in a fellow red fox that had been snooping around the school in search of food, Clementine took it upon herself to enjoy her surroundings. Wearing a homemade plaid scarf, earmuffs and gloves that she’d made for herself, she’d trekked along the autumn paths just outside of the school’s campus. Golden eyes flickered to and fro and examined her surroundings as she walked.
Autumn was a season of change and winter was soon approaching. Sometimes, she’d wished that humans could be like the great bears of the forest , where they could sleep the entire winter away and not have to worry about starvation or finding another home only to wake up into spring. Oh, what a dream. Luckily, however, hopefully none of these things would bother the group too much, with Hilltop’s assistance in sending farm animals to the group like cows, poultry, pigs, horses and sheep and building a barn and a dairy. It was a long and arduous process but it should do - it was a lot better than risking hypothermia and starvation by hunting in the winter for most did not return from such ventures.
After crunch after crunch of the autumn leaves below her, she broke out of her reverie to note a blurred figure at the peripheral of her vision. Turning around, her lips part and her eyes widen at the sight of a face that she’d never thought she’d see again. What on the gods’ green earth is he doing here?
❝ ... 𝓙𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓼 ? ❞
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‘ do you ever like wake up and do something and you’re just like what the hec– fuck is goin on ’
“Honestly? Yeah, all the time.” she can’t help but admit, her lips twitching upward into an amused smile. “I remember waking up on this one morning, and I had this intense craving for tacos. So, me and my my tired ass manages to make its way to the kitchens and start preparing something. Then, Omar pops in out of fucking nowhere and calls me out on my shit and told me ‘Clem... there are no tacos, we don’t have tacos’ because apparently I was muttering ‘tacos’ under my breath. I am a fucking idiot when I’m tired and hungry.” She chuckles, shaking her head in amusement, turning to look up at her seemingly very sleepy friend.
“Has that ever happened to you? ‘Cause for your sake, James.. I really hope that’s not the case.”
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*slides in* I LOVE THE MUN AND THE MUSE. THE MUN IS SUCH A JOY TO TALK TO, EVEN WHEN I GET SUPER DISTRACTED XD sometimes, I seriously wonder if I sound boring or not but it's always fun anyway. AND SUCH A GREAT PORTRAYAL OF THE MUSE. I LOVE THEM BOTH AND I WILL STAN THEM FOREVER.
TSUK I I I I I I PLEAS E SSSSSSSSSSSSSST O O O P P P !!!! I’M CALLING THE COPS RIGHT NOW !! YOU’RE NEVER BORING SSSSHHHH!! SHH!! I DON’T WANNA HEAR NO OBJECTIONS!! I SAID WHAT I SAID!! YOU MAKE CLEM AND MY OWN KOKORO GO DOKI DOKI??? SOMEONE CALL 911 I’M GONNA DIE TONIGHT. COME TO MY FUNERAL TOMORROW AND PLAY “TAKE US BACK” WHILE IM DEAD.
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