#spock01

Meme - ACCEPTING :

STRAIGHT WHITE BOYS TEXTING

Send my muse a text, or send 📲 for my muse to send yours a random one

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@vulcanheritage

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Adam almost sputters as he looks to his phone, almost dropping it as he reads the words on the screen,

[text] Me?

[text] Cute?

[text] You think I’m cute?

[text] Who is this-- 

[text] Say it again~!

   “You there! Please, help me!”

Calling out to the first stranger she saw...not necessarily something the cool-minded Jedi would have done on a regular basis. Still, this was quite the predicament. She had placed an attack victim against a wall, the man breathing heavily, his hand clutching his side. Every now and again, a pained moan left his body, and he would grip his ribs -- through his clothes, the familiar red stain of blood bloomed.

The party was nice and all, but Guren didn’t drink and he was pretty rusty at dancing. Staying on the sidelines was ideal, but his uniform would only make him stand out among the men of the ball. So he decided to go outside and stare at the moon and the stars, just in silent, unseen awe of their beauty. 

But without a word, he turned away and stood against the wall. He saw another man near him. He seemed normal, except... His pointy ears. That set Guren on edge.

“Nice... Party, isn’t it?”