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grey, participating in munday? whaaaaaat

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CHIN UPON PALM , adam sits towards the side ZONING OUT as a slumrat barters with his parents , the tones edging JUST SHY of AGGRESSIVE— THAT doesn’t concern him , he’s USED to this sort of thing by now - NO , the only thing that brings him back to reality is a HUSHED VOICE at his side .

BLINKING , young shopkeep looks towards the side & spots shiro , a familiar face for which inspires a SMILE to spread across his own—

the request is met with adam glancing over his shoulder towards his parents , the two showing STEADFAST PERSISTENCE in their position , giving the buyer their TOTAL ATTENTION— so it’s with EASE that adam slips from the stall , grabbing at his loose jacket & tugging it on , knocking shoulder against shiro’s own part in GREETING , part in urge to quickly blend into the crowd—

                            “ thanks for the save - did you come out here just to get me ?”

  unable to prevent a smile of his own from spreading WIDE at the sight of adam’s, shiro moves quickly at the other’s side, brushing past shoppers so adam’s parents don’t notice them slipping off. did he come out here just to get adam? one hundred percent yes. but... does he say that? or does he say he was just in the area? which one is less... DESPERATE and BLATANT in just how much he’s been craving the other boy’s company? does it... does it even matter? god, he’s so BAD at this.

     “ i--- ...yeah. ”  he decides to admit, warmth rushing to his face and eyes dropping to their feet. a quiet, sheepish bit of a chuckle leaves shiro, and he shrugs.  “ i thought you’d probably like a break. and... i missed you. ”

--was that too much? oh, it was too much, wasn’t it... continuing to AVOID glancing over at adam, shiro clears his throat and quickly adds on;

     “ i mean--- it’s been a while since we’ve hung out, you know? ”

@grimesucker​ sent:  his OD had PINGED the notification , allowing him some time to PREPARE---...still, something feels INAPPROPRIATE about this , in how he presents a BOTTLE of SEWER WATER with a BOW around the neck ; look , he doesn't have a lot of EXPERIENCE in buying presents, & alcohol always seems like a good idea. ...& if not , well , he's got some solid itch brownies as back-up. "hey, fifteen - happy birthday."

 belated birthday wishes

  surprised by the bottle thrust in his direction, shiro is LOST, glancing between it and the man holding it with a questioning quirk in his brow. expression softens, however, when explanation comes in the form of dox wishing him a happy birthday. huh, he didn’t really think the mender was one to keep track of that sort of thing.

     “ thanks, dox. ”  accepting the sewer water, despite it not being the sort of thing he’d ask for or even purchase for himself. it’s a gift, and one from DOX for that matter, so he appreciates it regardless. it’s the THOUGHT that counts, and dox cared enough to think of him on his birthday and buy him a present. smiling, the boy holds the bottle in both hands, the one of metal clinking against the glass, and gives it a GLANCE OVER. the bow is a cute touch.

raising his head again, shiro nods toward the kitchen and raises his eyebrows at dox.

     “ why don’t we share this? ”

tfw ghost makes you think about the potential uc verse for a canon muse that you don't even write, and you're tempted to pick them up just for that

hope — my writing

VEHEMENT (adj): ardent, fierce, violent

template: X

@grimesucker​ sent:  [text]: Quick question. What’s the protocol on going back to a bar after going home with one of their bartenders?

 tfln  ☆☆  accepting

[ txt: slum mom ]  you mean your boyfriend? [ txt: slum mom ]  i THINK you’re okay to go back [ txt: slum mom ]  protocol is not asking me about these things [ txt: slum mom ]  i don’t need to hear about your sexual exploits [ txt: slum mom ]  please & thanks

UGH, tfw you’re trying to find something for reference that was from like, one or two blogs ago, written by someone else, and you don’t remember if you reblogged to save or only liked. much less for sure which blog it was on.

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a TILTED grin cracks across his expression , the mender looking ALL-TOO SMUG as he reminisces a GOOD NIGHT ; it’s not OFTEN that he indulges in booze , but it’d been a GOOD BOTTLE & GOOD COMPANY—

slinging on his jacket , adjusting the collar & smoothing the fabric over weapon straps , dox peeks back towards fifteen with a raised brow—kettle , meet pot .

                                                        “ sure am . i’m ABOVE house rules.                                                                        —wanna come along ?”

  shiro MATCHES the raised brow with one of his own, though his expression weakens some when the offer comes for him to join. he WAS just going to sit up and try to find something to watch or reread those old astronomy books for the hundredth time, but... going out sounds better. more of a DISTRACTION from the thoughts keeping him awake.

     “ yeah. ”

a nod, a quick pat to ensure his knife is still strapped into place, and he hurries to the door. only THEN does he seem to hesitate.

     “ ...where are we going at this time of night, exactly? ”