The club was called the Copa Cabana. No idk. [incomplete]
WHO: Tim, Kon.
WHERE: The Clocktower, after going clubbing.
WHEN: 30th March ffff I guess Tim was going grr rargh at Black Mask WHILE CHANGING INTO CLUBBING CLOTHES?! He can multitask okay.
WARNINGS: Cannot confirm deny body glitter.
SUMMARY: Kon got bored and convinced Tim to go out clubbing with him again, which was easy because holy hell Tim needed a break. And now he's thinking that he really needs to talk to his best friend, and this might be a good time to do so. Maybe. He can always ninja away if not, right?
FORMAT: Whatever we feel like.
They were back at the Clocktower after spending several hours clubbing - part of Tim worried that he'd spent too long on the entirely frivolous activity, and most of that just watching Kon hit on as many girls as physically possible while staying as unnoticed as he could, himself. But he really had needed to just... relax. To try and forget about all the crap that was stressing him out lately.
He hadn't forgotten the advice Knives had given him, though - to try talking to his friends. And Kon was his best friend, and... yeah. He could at least try, and always just distract him and slip away if he changed his mind.
That was why he was currently sat on Kon's bed instead of going back to his own room to clean up and sleep. "Hey, Kon. Can I talk to you about something a minute?"
WHERE: The Clocktower, after going clubbing.
WHEN: 30th March ffff I guess Tim was going grr rargh at Black Mask WHILE CHANGING INTO CLUBBING CLOTHES?! He can multitask okay.
WARNINGS: Cannot confirm deny body glitter.
SUMMARY: Kon got bored and convinced Tim to go out clubbing with him again, which was easy because holy hell Tim needed a break. And now he's thinking that he really needs to talk to his best friend, and this might be a good time to do so. Maybe. He can always ninja away if not, right?
FORMAT: Whatever we feel like.
They were back at the Clocktower after spending several hours clubbing - part of Tim worried that he'd spent too long on the entirely frivolous activity, and most of that just watching Kon hit on as many girls as physically possible while staying as unnoticed as he could, himself. But he really had needed to just... relax. To try and forget about all the crap that was stressing him out lately.
He hadn't forgotten the advice Knives had given him, though - to try talking to his friends. And Kon was his best friend, and... yeah. He could at least try, and always just distract him and slip away if he changed his mind.
That was why he was currently sat on Kon's bed instead of going back to his own room to clean up and sleep. "Hey, Kon. Can I talk to you about something a minute?"