#prismfallsevent

he would absolutely not stress out instead a genial smile spread across his lips, charm oozing from him as if was what pumped through elio's veins. " having a good night, i trust? " perfecting the hors d'oeuvres for the town event had taken him so many hours, multiple ruined batches and almost ripping his hair out in private. but now while the hums of delight floated from the townspeople's lips while they munched, the warmth bloomed in his chest. " ah, the sound of comradery. " his words were tender as he lost himself in the emotion for a split moment, "sorry, did you need anything?"