feargach | gen open;

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muselist~

Great... dim your headlights when you get here?
I'm trying this new espionage vibe when I get picked up by guys.

[Even Kevin thought that sounded kind of ridiculous but he was more than happy to be getting picked up and taken somewhere. Especially when it came to being taken somewhere by someone who wasn't a guy on the football team too afraid to take him to an actual public location. Or better yet, Joaquin who just ended up rendering the two of them the talk of the town when the Sheriff's son stepped out with a known gang member.

He sat on his porch, waiting for a car to arrive, fucking about on his phone in a way that didn't draw too much attention while he waited for Felix to arrive.]

This is probably the dumbest thing that he's done in a long time, but oh well. As instructed, Leo finds the address and walks right in, pulling the door shut behind him. "Hey," he calls, eyes seeking out the couch, and it's clear that he's a combination of incredibly amused and just slightly wary. "I brought like, the entire convenience store, so." To his credit, the backpack hanging off one shoulder does look like it's holding ten or twelve pounds of drinks, easily.

Threaded | Flat

>hellride

>willinglychanged