Accidental Paranormal... Activity?
WHO: Raivis and Matthew
WHEN: [backdated] Thursday, Oct 20th, early morning hours
WHERE: From movie theatre, to bar, and beyond~*
WHAT: A movie turned drinks turned... oh my.
RATING: Not for kiddies, kiddies.
It hadn't been an overly terrifying movie, but Matthew's hand still tingled a bit from where Raivis' hand had been. Both holding tightly, clutching- palms slightly sweaty as their hearts raced from the impending shock-
It hadn't been a wonderful movie, so they both agreed to drinks after, since the bars were open for a few hours yet and they had the time to waste. After all, Matthew was legal now, and he told himself- a drink or two couldn't hurt.
It hadn't been the movie at all really, because Matthew was now realising that he had barely paid attention to it in favour of watching the way their hands had connected. And that thought now, that he was thinking back on it, was confusing him. It was a confusing thought, after all.
So now that he was at the bar, in a stool next to the man that had trigger the confusion, he was on his second (third?) drink in order to try to stamp that thinking down. He was enjoying himself, right? And that's all that mattered. Not his conflicted feelings with Emiliana, not the terse relationship between him and Nicoleta, not his secret affection towards his brother's fuck buddy (or was it boyfriend now?).
Raivis. The here and now- labels mattered to much, he decided, and he laughed slightly as he thought of this, the alcohol adding a slight pink tinge to his pale face. "Thanks... for agreeing to this Raivis," he breathed out, offering the Latvian a wide smile. "I really needed something to just- I don't know, take my mind off things?"
WHEN: [backdated] Thursday, Oct 20th, early morning hours
WHERE: From movie theatre, to bar, and beyond~*
WHAT: A movie turned drinks turned... oh my.
RATING: Not for kiddies, kiddies.
It hadn't been an overly terrifying movie, but Matthew's hand still tingled a bit from where Raivis' hand had been. Both holding tightly, clutching- palms slightly sweaty as their hearts raced from the impending shock-
It hadn't been a wonderful movie, so they both agreed to drinks after, since the bars were open for a few hours yet and they had the time to waste. After all, Matthew was legal now, and he told himself- a drink or two couldn't hurt.
It hadn't been the movie at all really, because Matthew was now realising that he had barely paid attention to it in favour of watching the way their hands had connected. And that thought now, that he was thinking back on it, was confusing him. It was a confusing thought, after all.
So now that he was at the bar, in a stool next to the man that had trigger the confusion, he was on his second (third?) drink in order to try to stamp that thinking down. He was enjoying himself, right? And that's all that mattered. Not his conflicted feelings with Emiliana, not the terse relationship between him and Nicoleta, not his secret affection towards his brother's fuck buddy (or was it boyfriend now?).
Raivis. The here and now- labels mattered to much, he decided, and he laughed slightly as he thought of this, the alcohol adding a slight pink tinge to his pale face. "Thanks... for agreeing to this Raivis," he breathed out, offering the Latvian a wide smile. "I really needed something to just- I don't know, take my mind off things?"