#th. mia

where: LA Pride

when: June 30, 2019

Seeing a familiar form about fifteen feet from him, Puck hurriedly made his way over because he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t been looking for her since he got there, knowing she’d be with the IHQ float. “Mia, Mia:!” He called out to her. As soon as he was in arms reach he tapped her shoulder. “Nice hat.” He looked her over completely and was reminded just how fucking gorgeous she was. Seriously, he didn’t think he’d ever get use to that. “You look good.”