#rp!

The party wasn’t exactly one that Les was used to. Hell, he wasn’t the type of guy to go to a party at all. *Especially* not on the East side. Don’t get him wrong, he didn’t have a problem with greasers in the slightest, but he definitely didn’t do their kind of parties. Because now, he was standing in the corner of a loud, stuffy room that was starting to smell, tugging on the collar of his shirt and wishing he’d stayed home and read a book while listening to his record player.

*Frith was lowered down on all fours as if in hunting mode, glaring at his target. Quietly growling, he crawled faster and faster upto Andrew….before flopping onto him*

[The man sat against a tree, his legs crossed as he wrote down things in his notebook. He didn’t have many thoughts running through his mind, and he wasn’t all too aware at the moment.]

starting a small rp ig? Add on or DM meee

I WILL RELEASE CLONES ALL THROUGHOUT YOUR TUMBLR.. THE TUMBLR OF YOUR MUTUALS AND FOLLOWERS AS WELL! HAHAHAHAHA!

Diving back into tumblr ^u^