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fandomtownies2017-11-02 08:15 am
myownface) wrote in fandomtownies2017-11-02 08:15 am
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The Perk, Thursday Morning
Sparkle did not want to talk about his Tuesday. He'd been an actual, literal frigging ghoul on Tuesday, and that had come with a fair amount of freaking out and mouthwash on Wednesday. In fact, he was still kind of freaking out about it today - yes, he was well aware that 'freaking out' was basically his default state of being these days - but he was determined to at least couple that freaking out with being... like... functional.
So he'd dragged his ass to the Perk, where he made sad eyes at the barista until they agreed to make him anything to drink, so long as there was some mint in it, and he'd found himself a window seat where he could alternate between people-watching and reading copies of different versions of Little Red Riding Hood for class tonight.
Which he'd absolutely get around to reading. Right after his third peppermint hot chocolate.
[OOC: Open Perk!]
So he'd dragged his ass to the Perk, where he made sad eyes at the barista until they agreed to make him anything to drink, so long as there was some mint in it, and he'd found himself a window seat where he could alternate between people-watching and reading copies of different versions of Little Red Riding Hood for class tonight.
Which he'd absolutely get around to reading. Right after his third peppermint hot chocolate.
[OOC: Open Perk!]
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"Not with how drunk I'm intending to get," Sparkle replied evenly. "Maybe crawling. How are you with crawling?"
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