masquerade starter for @antiifragiles ft. wes and shea
seeing mask after mask without identifiers of whether the person beneath was one he knew or not was throwing shea off. yes, he certainly would have been ecstatic about such an event, but he was also used to knowing everyone and everything. here, he had none of that – blessing and a curse. he was getting antsy, jaw tight as the paranoia was starting to set in. “can you come with me?” he asked, turning to the one next to them. “i think i need to have a little conversation with the stars before i lose it, and having someone with me may help in that process. i think the stars would love to talk to you as well – you’re bright and quiet. that makes a perfect companion for such far away friends. my arm? or, you can hold onto my coattails,” he offered.















