#thread: aaron

WHERE: Near Minnie's Dance Hall WHO: Aaron (@ghostsbrokenbyfairytales)

“I’m fine.” Was the first words out of Logan’s mouth when he saw the other. Like he hadn’t just witnessed him leaning against the wall, coughing from smoke inhalation and trying to get his breath back, he was also aware that something warm was trickling down his face from his hairline. Blood most likely, probably his own, but he felt fine. “There are still people in there, under all the rubble and needing medical assistance and to be rescued. I’m not just going to sit back or go home when people need my help.”

“I know things got a little out of hand last night, but why did I find my shoe in the sink?” Lorcan asked the other, holding up his slightly soggy converse. “I also can’t find my shirt and I’m not doing a whole shirtless look in November, so you’re going to have either help me find it if you want me to leave, or let me borrow something of yours.”

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“Will you stop whining and just let me do this.” Logan complained, hearing what felt like the fiftieth question and complaint from Aaron making him groan loudly. “I swear if you weren’t so cute I’d give you a proper telling off.”

“I’m sorry, but are you lost?” Lorcan couldn’t help but ask having came across the taller male in the crowds of people he was weaving between. “I mean I’m surprised to see you here, but I’m not surprised to see that you’ve put literally no effort into your outfit. I mean, even if you’re here as an ally, this is poor.” Lorcan commented, looking to where the other seemed severely under dressed compared to himself, despite wearing a rather tight white t-shirt, he was also covered in glitter with streaks of rainbow paint on his biceps and running down his arms as well as on his face and in his hair. ( @hcleacron )