brent zachary mckinney
FIRE SPRITE
cafe worker
I?m addicted to you, don?t you know that you?re toxic?❤
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Post by brent zachary mckinney on Dec 2, 2012 0:54:28 GMT
[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice' Brent pretty much seemed to have gotten out of the wrong side of the bed today. He just felt under the weather and... oddly calm, he didn't know quite how to explain it but it wasn't a good calm. Brent being calm was never going to be positive in anyway. Maybe numb would be a better word because he just felt extremely out of place when usually interacting with other people was something Brent could do with great ease. Today, his smiles had been forced and he'd barely muttered a single word to anybody. Brent didn't like it but he felt as if it couldn't be helped. This was one of his rare 'off' days and had been the first one he'd had in a long, long time.
Strangely, the sprite was at the beach in the early hours of the evening. Brent had no idea why he'd come here, he just had. If he went anywhere else people were going to ask him questions and want a better answer than 'nothing' or 'I'm fine' or 'Don't worry'. He didn't know what else he was supposed to say.
It was getting rather dark but the lights from the nearby pavement meant Brent could see what he was drawing. Whilst sitting down on the cool sand, Brent was using a stub of chalk to draw onto the wall. He wasn't an artist, he couldn't see nearly as well as usual without his glasses and his fingers were almost completely numb as he etched three stick figures onto the wall with a small, sad smile. Brent was feeling a little nostalgic. More than a little if he were to be honest. He'd drawn him and his parents and his artwork looked pretty much as if a five year old child had drawn it. And maybe that was the point. Brent didn't know. He had no idea why he was even here in the first place. Like the idiot he was, he was sat on a freezing cold beach in the dark and the wind and shivering quite a bit. Brent hated it. But at the same time, he felt numb enough not to give a shit.
Then, it began to rain. Only lightly. But it was still water and it was still getting all over Brent. It washed away his drawing to. But he still didn't care. It was only a drawing anyway. Brent stared ahead at it thoughtfully, his head still stuck in the past. He wasn't going to move on his own accord for a long time.
TAG: Chayyy NOTES: ...I don't know, blame my Owl City feels D: OUTFIT: clicky! |
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Post by chase michael jackson on Dec 4, 2012 21:56:08 GMT
[/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 390px; padding: 5px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;margin-top: -535px;]Pain, I can't get enough [/style][style=background-color: #262626; width: 390px; height: 275px; padding: 5px;]
Chase loved walking alone. He loved feeling the wind in his hair and the fresh air in his lungs. It was good for thinking and relaxing. He walked almost every night. Different places. Different routes. Different scenery. It was the kind of thing that Chase lived for. He would never grow tired of it. Tonight it was the beach. He loved the water. It was peaceful. Sometimes he thought he was a water sprout instead of a Earth Sprite. Not that he minded. Being any kind of sprite brought him away from his dad. Let him go out on his own. It changed his life for the better and he couldn't be more grateful.
He was walking slowly when he saw a figure not too far away. His eyebrows burrowed. Not many people were out and about around this time. It wasn't exactly something normal, then again it wasn't abnormal either. Chase wasn't the only one to walk at this time in this place. He kept walking, getting closer to the figure but not paying attention very much. As he got closer, his eyes looked at the figure at their own will. He knew that figure. Chase stopped and smiled before walking over. "Brent, is that you?"
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brent zachary mckinney
FIRE SPRITE
cafe worker
I?m addicted to you, don?t you know that you?re toxic?❤
Posts: 113
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Post by brent zachary mckinney on Dec 5, 2012 18:21:10 GMT
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice' Brent was still stuck in his reverie when he heard an all too familiar voice that maybe -possibly- caused him to jump a little. It wasn't his fault he'd been paying no attention to his surroundings. "Hmm..." Brent mumbled in reply. Part of him was actually hoping that Chase would stay and talk to him which really went against everything he'd been telling himself throughout the day. But... it was Chase. He was totally allowed to make an exception for him. Or try to. Brent still wasn't going to force himself into having a conversation, so whatever. He didn't know.
The sprite felt as if he ought to say something but, for once in his life, he didn't know what exactly... "Hi." he forced himself to greet his friend properly, raising his hand meekly too in a pretty fail-ish wave. Brent couldn't bring himself to look up at the other man when he felt so horrible and unlike his usual self. Brent knew it wasn't just weird for himself, but for the other people that happened to be around him too. So, as a sort of distraction, he busied himself with wiping the rain off his glasses. Even if that just made all of the water spread over the lenses and distorted his vision more. TAG: Chayyy NOTES: ...I don't know, blame my Owl City feels D: OUTFIT: clicky! |
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Post by chase michael jackson on Dec 5, 2012 18:48:00 GMT
[/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 390px; padding: 5px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;margin-top: -535px;]Pain, I can't get enough [/style][style=background-color: #262626; width: 390px; height: 275px; padding: 5px;]
Wow. It didn't take a rocket scientist to tell that there was something wrong with Brent. He was all... totally not himself. At all. Chase was considering like an alien invasion. He barely said anything any normally by now Chase's ear was about to bleed from all the talking. He went over and sat next to Brent, a concerned look on his face. Brent's face should never be sad. It didn't look right on him. If he was sad... then Chase was sad. It was like a lost puppy. "Are you alright? Because you definitely don't look alright."
[/b] Chase admitted to him, leaning into his shoulder slightly. Ever since the whole kissing incident in the cafe, Brent and Chase had become closer. Chase considered him a friend now. He didn't like to see him so sad. "You can talk to me if you want. I promise I'll all ears."[/b] Chase told him with a smile as he wrapped his arms tightly around Brent's arm. "I don't like seeing you like this."[/b] He wasn't sure why... he supposed it was just the friend thing to feel. Not like he would actually know anything about that. He was kind of taking this whole friend thing one at a time. He had a cat... and that was his friend. His only friend for the longest time as well. Now it seemed he had Bree and Brent as well, and he was happy about that. [/div] STARRING: Brent| OUTFIT: Clicky | NOTES: rawrrr| [/center] |
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brent zachary mckinney
FIRE SPRITE
cafe worker
I?m addicted to you, don?t you know that you?re toxic?❤
Posts: 113
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Post by brent zachary mckinney on Dec 6, 2012 6:58:43 GMT
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice' Brent should really tell Chase to go away or something but he couldn't force the words out, however hard he tried. It had been easier with other people that he didn't care so much about. But, no, Chase had to go and... be Chase and not let Brent try and be kind of bitchy to him because he cared too much. That really wasn't fair. But Brent supposed that it really couldn't be helped at the moment. Besides, he found himself feeling pretty grateful for the other sprite's presence after keeping himself so distanced from everyone all day.
Also, Chase was pretty warm too (well, warmer than Brent anyway but that wasn't exactly difficult.) so Brent couldn't help but lean back into him, accidentally on purpose resting his head on Chase's shoulder. For warmth. Because he was cold. Not because he felt more comfortable with being as close to his friend as he could get right now because some people might view that as being a little weird. "But I don't know why I'm not alright." Brent mumbled, "I'm just... not." He shrugged his shoulders, not entirely sure how much sense he was making. Not that it really mattered, it wasn't as if Brent usually made much sense anyway. TAG: Chayyy NOTES: ...I don't know, blame my Owl City feels D: OUTFIT: clicky! |
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Post by chase michael jackson on Dec 7, 2012 17:04:59 GMT
[/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 390px; padding: 5px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;margin-top: -535px;]Pain, I can't get enough [/style][style=background-color: #262626; width: 390px; height: 275px; padding: 5px;]
Chase would have smiled slightly if it were under normal circumstances. Brent leaning into him like that... it was adorable. Chase rested his head on Brent's. He loved this whole no barrier thing. It was nice. Comfortable. Brent felt cold anyways. Chase was sure he was just trying to get warm, and he had no objections with that. Chase stayed cuddled into Brent. He wasn't sure what to do. He didn't know how to comfort him if Brent didn't even know what was wrong in the first place, but it wasn't like he was just going to give up or anything.
"Well. I guess everyone has days like those."
[/b] Chase said, a little unhelpfully. "I'll stay here with you. No matter if you know what's wrong or not."[/b] Chase said with a slight smile. He brought one of his hands up to Brent's face and ran his thumb gently on his cheek. Something told Chase that normal friends didn't do this. Didn't have such less boundaries. He was glad he wasn't normal. He liked this kind of feeling. The feeling of friendship. He was glad Brent kissed him in the cafe if it meant being able to keep him as his friend. [/div] STARRING: Brent| OUTFIT: Clicky | NOTES: rawrrr| [/center] |
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brent zachary mckinney
FIRE SPRITE
cafe worker
I?m addicted to you, don?t you know that you?re toxic?❤
Posts: 113
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Post by brent zachary mckinney on Dec 7, 2012 19:37:16 GMT
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice' Brent was really starting to regret sitting out here in the cold for... well, he decided not to try and work out how long because that would probably end up making him feel colder for some reason. Brent logic - it was just too good like that. The fire sprite's coldness made Chase seem to be all the more snugglable and Brent didn't think Chase minded being snuggled anyway. Who could ever mind being snuggled? They'd have to be out of their mind!
He'd noticed that since kissing Chase and managing to have a proper, interesting conversation with him that they really had gotten a lot closer than they had been before. And, yeah, Brent thought that maybe he did kind of really want to kiss Chase again. But... but he couldn't. He had a boyfriend-type-thing... although that still didn't stop him from wanting to. It was too tempting but Brent was determined not to do anything else stupid. Chase was his friend. So, whatever.
"Yeah... thanks, Chay." Brent managed what seemed to be the biggest smile he'd been able to pull off all day. He felt even warmer when Chase brushed his thumb over his cheek. This was nice. Brent was lucky to have a Chase all to himself at the moment. TAG: Chayyy NOTES: ...I don't know, blame my Owl City feels D: OUTFIT: clicky! |
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Post by chase michael jackson on Dec 8, 2012 23:04:46 GMT
[/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 390px; padding: 5px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;margin-top: -535px;]Pain, I can't get enough [/style][style=background-color: #262626; width: 390px; height: 275px; padding: 5px;]
Brent felt so cold to Chase. He wondered why he was out here with no jacket or anything like that, but then again, he wasn't even sure Brent knew. He probably didn't for the same reasons he didn't know why he was so sad. Chase just stayed close to him and tried to warm him up. He didn't know anything else to do, honestly. Chase thought maybe he should try to convince Brent to go somewhere else instead of the cold. He didn't want Brent to get a cold or something out here. Chase liked seeing the smile on his face though. It was how his face should really be.
"Brent... maybe we should go somewhere warmer? You're freezing."
[/b] Chase mumbled to him. He didn't like seeing Brent so sad like this, but he didn't like seeing him this cold either. So he'd make Brent feel better by getting him warm first and then making him happier. "We can go to my place. I'll make you some warm food and we can watch a movie or something. Whatever one is your favorite."[/b] Chase offered Brent with a smile in return. Still rubbing his cheek with his thumb in some attempt to keep him warm. [/div] STARRING: Brent| OUTFIT: Clicky | NOTES: rawrrr| [/center] |
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brent zachary mckinney
FIRE SPRITE
cafe worker
I?m addicted to you, don?t you know that you?re toxic?❤
Posts: 113
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Post by brent zachary mckinney on Dec 9, 2012 1:35:20 GMT
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice' Warmth, food and a film with Chase? That sounded extremely awesome to Brent. He really wanted to get out of the cold right now, it was horrible. How some people could stand to be outside in weather like this and enjoy it, he would never know. It seemed impossible. But some people on this planet were absolutely off their trolleys (more than Brent was) so... they had an excuse to enjoy it. Sane people didn't. If sane people were actually capable of liking this weather. Wait, Brent wasn't really sure where this train of thought was heading anymore. It had just... yeah.
"M'kay, that'd be good." he nodded his head slightly in agreement to Chase's offer. Brent was hoping that Chase didn't live that far away and that he had exceptional heating. Maybe he could surgically attach himself to Chase's radiator? ...Okay, maybe not, because now that Brent thought that little idea through it seemed to really be quite problematic and would be likely to end in death. Which wasn't very good at all.
Brent pecked him on the cheek and didn't bother to move his head away afterwards because... because warmth. "You're totally the best person in the world." TAG: Chayyy NOTES: ...I don't know, blame my Owl City feels D: OUTFIT: clicky! |
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Post by chase michael jackson on Dec 9, 2012 1:59:08 GMT
[/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 390px; padding: 5px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;margin-top: -535px;]Pain, I can't get enough [/style][style=background-color: #262626; width: 390px; height: 275px; padding: 5px;]
Chase smiled at Brent when he accepted his offer because didn't that sound awesome? A dinner and movie with Brent? He loved the idea, and it got him out of the cold. That was always a good thing. Brent shouldn't be freezing out in the cold when he was all sad like he was. It was a horrible thing to see. He wanted to make Brent feel better in all possible ways.
When Brent kissed him on the cheek, Chase couldn't help but blush. He still wasn't used to those kinds of things. The little cute things Brent tended to do when they were together just... made Chase feel weird. He liked them though. He really did. "Alright. Let's go then. I don't live too far. I was just out for a walk when I saw you."
[/b] Chase said as he tore away from Brent with difficulty. He didn't want to... but it was kind of necessary to get him out of the cold and into a warm place. When he stood up, he shrugged his jacket off his own shoulders and handed it to Brent. "Take it. I'll be fine for the walk."[/b] Chase told him with a slight smile, trying to get rid of the slight blush before Brent noticed. [/div] STARRING: Brent| OUTFIT: Clicky | NOTES: rawrrr| [/center] |
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brent zachary mckinney
FIRE SPRITE
cafe worker
I?m addicted to you, don?t you know that you?re toxic?❤
Posts: 113
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Post by brent zachary mckinney on Dec 9, 2012 2:19:59 GMT
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice' Brent thought that Chase was very possibly blushing because of him which was really too adorable and made him feel quite a bit better already. He knew that he was possibly a little over-affectionate most of the time but, actually, in Brent's mind that wasn't possible. How could you really be too affectionate? It was just complete and utter madness to him and made no sense whatsoever. The same went for many other things that the majority of people thought. Brent knew that he held strong opinions on certain subjects but he didn't really get in trouble for what he believed... most of the time.
Asdfghjkl Chase giving Brent his jacket once they'd stood up was just too adorable. Almost flail-worthy. In fact, Brent was almost certain he would be flailing if he didn't feel so down at the moment. "Uh, thanks." Brent smiled, shrugging the jacket on. It smelt all Chase-y and nice. Maybe he could steal it somehow?
He then noticed that Chase was blushing again. Brent didn't say anything about it and just poked his friend's cheek gently as he waited for Chase to leave since he had no idea what direction they were meant to be going in. TAG: Chayyy NOTES: ...I don't know, blame my Owl City feels D: OUTFIT: clicky! |
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Post by chase michael jackson on Dec 9, 2012 20:35:37 GMT
[/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 390px; padding: 5px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;margin-top: -535px;]Pain, I can't get enough [/style][style=background-color: #262626; width: 390px; height: 275px; padding: 5px;]
Chase thought that he was ratted out when Brent poked his cheek, but he knew he shouldn't care much. It wasn't like Brent was anything he should be afraid of. Chase liked Brent... Not in a way he shouldn't. But as a friend. He didn't care if he blushed around him every once in a while. Okay, so maybe he did, but that wasn't the point. He was going to tell himself otherwise. He nodded to himself when he realized that Brent was waiting for him to start walking since he didn't know where they were going.
"Right. C'mon."
[/b] Chase mumbled with a smile. He looked at Brent's brown eyes before turning and starting to walk toward his house. He maybe possibly hadn't thought about taking Brent's hand. But he wasn't like Brent. To him... affection was foreign. He didn't know what it was half the time. He was so used to hiding for his life... he didn't know how to be around people that didn't actually hate his presence. His father wanted him dead... even if he never came out and said it. That was how he thought everyone felt. He pushed the thoughts behind though. He was here to make Brent feel better. He turned and started walking. [/div] STARRING: Brent| OUTFIT: Clicky | NOTES: rawrrr| [/center] |
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brent zachary mckinney
FIRE SPRITE
cafe worker
I?m addicted to you, don?t you know that you?re toxic?❤
Posts: 113
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Post by brent zachary mckinney on Dec 11, 2012 0:00:32 GMT
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice' Brent was trying to decide on a film to watch... he didn't really have a favourite. He was in love with too many. It was maybe, possibly the last of the Harry Potter films but... gosh, that would end up tearing his feels apart. Brent didn't think that Chase would appreciate him getting snot and tissues and tears everywhere. The people at the cinema definitely hadn't. But, never mind, that hadn't been his fault. It was the film's. So it was probably was just going to have to be a Disney of some kind. Ohohoh. Now he knew. It would have to be their version of A Christmas Carol with Jim Carrey. That was just... epic.
Oops, Chase had started walking off by the time Brent had reached his decision. Okay, that had kind of been his fault, he had to admit. He'd just started thinking about films and then suddenly his mind had gone off on another tangent...
Hoping Chase hadn't noticed he'd gotten distracted from the present yet again, Brent hurried over to him and clung tightly to his arm. "Are we nearly there yet?" the young man queried, glancing over at his companion. TAG: Chayyy NOTES: ...I don't know, blame my Owl City feels D: OUTFIT: clicky! |
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Post by chase michael jackson on Dec 11, 2012 19:52:48 GMT
[/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 390px; padding: 5px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;margin-top: -535px;]Pain, I can't get enough [/style][style=background-color: #262626; width: 390px; height: 275px; padding: 5px;]
Chase walked along and occasionally glanced at Brent. He seemed kind of dazed off at the moment, but Chase didn't mind. He could walk all day long and not say a word, maybe Brent was just the same. By the time Brent had grabbed onto his arm and asked him if they were almost there, they were right outside Chase's apartment building. It was one of those buildings where the upstairs was one apartment and the bottom was another. Chase had the upstairs. "Yeah. We're here."
[/b] Chase muttered with a smile as he unlocked the door and walked inside. The warmth felt good, but he knew his apartment would be warmer. He climbed up the stairs, with Brent still on his arm. His apartment wasn't fancy or anything. It was a simple two bedroom apartment. He had a decent sized kitchen, good sized living room, a bedroom that was kind of boring, and his drum room. The people downstairs were nice and didn't mind him playing his drums as long as it wasn't too late. He opened the door to his actual apartment and to the living room. It was simple. He had a tv, a couch, and a recliner. There was a coffee table in the middle that was scattered with different books Chase was either reading or liked to read. "Is there anything you want specifically to eat or drink? You probably want something warm... so I can make some coffee?"[/b] Chase asked awkwardly but smiled at Brent none the less. "Just make yourself at home."[/b] [/div] STARRING: Brent| OUTFIT: Clicky | NOTES: rawrrr| [/center] |
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brent zachary mckinney
FIRE SPRITE
cafe worker
I?m addicted to you, don?t you know that you?re toxic?❤
Posts: 113
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Post by brent zachary mckinney on Dec 14, 2012 15:52:11 GMT
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice' Brent was proud of himself. Like, he was a ninja. Not just of fiyah, but of brainpower too, or something. He seriously didn't know what his head was trying to ramble on about this time because it was turning out to just not make sense at all. Just because they'd practically already arrived at Chase's apartment by the time he'd asked if they were nearly there yet, that had to go and make Brent's mind believe that he was some sort of ninja-ish fortune teller. "Awesome." he nodded briefly. This seemed like a nice enough area, well, there wasn't really anywhere in Honey Tree populated by chavs, not that Brent knew of.
It was nice to be back inside in the warm again. It made Brent decide not to go out in the cold again even if he'd probably do so anyway which basically made that whole decision pointless. "I don't like coffee, remember?" Brent elbowed Chase in the side gently, "But, I'm a big fan of hot chocolates."
He had no problem with making himself at home. The young man forced himself to let go of Chase's arm and then collapsed onto the other sprite's sofa. TAG: Chayyy NOTES: ...I don't know, blame my Owl City feels D: OUTFIT: clicky! |
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