(no subject)

[foretasted]

WHAT in person
WHERE all over
WHEN 32nd day
NOTES it's a deage post

[it's a beautiful day!

by someone's standards!

which is to say, the entire town is darkly overcast and gloomy, and starting in the morning, there are scattered showers intermittently around the town. it's light enough that it isn't bothersome, barely noticeable, really, but you may find yourself feeling a bit different after you've past through one. like it's taken a few years off your life— quite literally.

or maybe it doesn't effect you at all! and you just want to go for a walk in the rain. you do you.]

Comments

[suckmyglock]

First of all, what are you, like thirty?

Talk about competition.

[turnonmycharm]

I'm two thousand. Thereabouts.

[suckmyglock]

What? God, no, don't explain, I don't think I can handle it.

[turnonmycharm]

No, no, this is absolutely making me feel better.

Do you believe in magic, detective? Or even religion. More than meets the mortal eye.

[suckmyglock]

If I can't shoot it, then it doesn't exist.

[turnonmycharm]

[casually shapeshifts, resting his forearms on the bar, tail swinging out behind him, eyes slit-pupilled]

An awfully narrow and blind view of the world.

[suckmyglock]

[inHALES LIKE AN ANGRY HORSe]

Just give me the goddamn bottle.

[turnonmycharm]

Credit card, please.

[suckmyglock]

[just

flings it at him like it's a paper airplane]

[turnonmycharm]

[snatches it from the air]

Don't get mad at me for existing, baby.

[suckmyglock]

Horns and a tail all you got for me?

[turnonmycharm]

Sweetheart, I'd expect you'd have an apoplectic fit and die of a tantrum if I did anything more exciting.

[suckmyglock]

Try me.

[turnonmycharm]

Drink your booze.

[slides the bottle to him]

[suckmyglock]

[he does. he just takes the bottle, and drinks and drinks and drinks. oops.]

[turnonmycharm]

Don't make me have to clean up after you.

[suckmyglock]

[he will.]

Charge me for it.

[turnonmycharm]

I'm waiting to see if you have appealing qualities.

[suckmyglock]

Excuse me—

[he starts to list off potential qualities. or tries to. instead he is already slurring.]

[turnonmycharm]

As I said.

[suckmyglock]

[aaaand he's passed out on your bar.]

[turnonmycharm]

............................

[suckmyglock]

[seriously, just magic him into an alleyway and let the weird gnome children mug him]

[turnonmycharm]

[. . . picks him up. let's. get you back to the apartments.]

[whose apartment, I haven't decided yet. I guess wherever the elevator takes me.]

[suckmyglock]

[there are so many choices!

what about one that looks brand new and totally unlived in?]