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Salem: dude...

Salem: i need to be drunk

Salem: or high

Salem: or both 🤔

I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?

Ernest Hemingway (via thequotejournals)

Taking a walk while high as kite, Salem felt that it was the best way to pass the time when he was in a good mood. However, taking that walk alone in a forest may have been a mistake. If anything was amiss, he failed to notice as he brushed his fingertips along low hanging leaves, giggling as it disturbed the water dew that had begun to collect on the delicate nature. It made him think of all the fanciful things that he missed about home and he started lamenting out loud until a new voice caught him guard. “Who’s asking?” He asked with a roguish grin as he turned to face the owner of the voice.

closed starter for @graveghcst

Irey was on her way back to the school late at night. She was just getting back from talking with her dad in the forest, letting him know about what she heard. As she’s walking, she hears someone talking out loud about Halloween town and it intrigues her instantly. She sees this someone stumbling through the forest and she can tell that maybe they’re intoxicated in someway but regardless she walks over to them. “Hey you know about Halloween Town?”

Getting drunk with a prince? Must be a royal of a great time.

honesty hour.

      “ i can’t drink and tell. what happens between royals stays between royals. ”

wcstelavd‌:

gil thought over the other’s words, and though he knew he was right, he still couldn’t help but feel that while they need him now for his strengh it doesn’t mean they will always need him and they will more than likely get rid of him as soon as there’s no need for him – even if uma and harry have told him many times how much they care for him. “i – i suppose you are right,” he shrugged, still unsure as he looked up to watch salem’s expression. “well, you never know — maybe in the future you will get them back but i think you’re great, i mean you aren’t perfect but no one is. what do you mean by ghost though ? like you’re invisble for them now ?”

salem could tell gil’s confidence was still far from uplifted but self esteem never came easy. “i have to be right sometimes, yeah.” he chuckled, trying to create a happier mood. “no one---” he tilted his head, wondering if he should say it out loud before he figured out he was too drunk to care. “no one wants to be near an addict.” a brow arched before he figured out what had confused the other. “oh ! no.” he chuckled. “i’m from halloweentown. thought i told ya but i was a ghost.” he lifted up his arm, pointing to his tattoos which were simple black stitch markings that covered most of his body. “my mother's a ragdoll and my dad’s a skeleton. the one good thing about having a human body is tattoos.”

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harry: you know i'm down for getting drunk

harry: my dorm is free. i never use it so

salem: i would say my apartment is better but...

salem: it's trashed

salem: any drink requests?

@brvinsnbrvwn // closed starter

     another long night of partying and salem was completely wasted, stumbling as he walked back to his apartment. “wow --” he chuckled when he nearly ran into another guy, raising his hands to show he meant no harm. “my bad uh dude. the night’s still early but --- i went too hard.” he laughed again, shaking his head. salem probably should be more worried about being out so close to curfew but he figured he would make it home soon.

“how’d you get this?” from fil

     Salem watched as Gil traced over the scarred skin of his left palm. “Broke a glass... cut up my hand pretty badly,” he explained with a shrug. “But, it’s nothing serious now.” He pulled his hand away as he moved to his kitchen. “So, you want a beer?”

I never intended all this madness

nokingcharlie‌: 

♛ — Charlie let out a big laugh, all this talk was reminding him of fun memories from back of the day. “I’m a whatever-gets-me-in-a-good-mood kind og guy but i’ll say vodka for sure.” — ♛

“Got it.” It wasn’t much longer before they finally arrive at Salem’s place and he was digging around in his designated liquor cabinet, pulling out a couple large bottles. “Beer’s in the fridge if you want to help yourself while I get this ready and make yourself comfortable!” He called out over his shoulder.