// I want to write long things so like this if I can write you a starter.

// *points* x.com/cryptidfaith/s…

// I have returned from the pits of hell. Joseph says hello from down there by the way.

// I'll get to the starters later. Right now I need to eat and tidy up.

// *peeks in* hello? Should I return.... hm.

// i'm giving my layout a makeover. then i'ma do those starters. i know, finally!

ᴶᵒˢᵉᵖʰ ᶜʰʳᶤˢᵗᶤᵃᶰˢᵉᶰ — of a surprise that Joseph looked like this, but of course the man had to tease him about his appearance. It was just who he was and how —

ᴶᵒˢᵉᵖʰ ᶜʰʳᶤˢᵗᶤᵃᶰˢᵉᶰ — he dealt with everything between them. He gave a glare momentarily at the other as he then looked away and down at the whiskey glass —

ᴶᵒˢᵉᵖʰ ᶜʰʳᶤˢᵗᶤᵃᶰˢᵉᶰ — in his hand.

ℑᴏsᴇᴘʜ ℭʜʀɪsᴛɪᴀɴsᴇɴ — then he had been feeling before. he just now stood in the middle of the other one’s kitchen with his arms crossed over his chest. —

ℑᴏsᴇᴘʜ ℭʜʀɪsᴛɪᴀɴsᴇɴ —a heavy burden type of feeling on his shoulders as he looks over at the blonde haired male who was baking as usual. “So why’d you call me?”

Dandy — “I think I should teach you how to use one of these.” Though, he pulled back the idea once he knew that Damien was feeling off about —

Dandy — the idea. “I’m kidding… I don’t think I’d be able to trust you not to hurt yourself with it.”

// okay, question of the day. should i make a...

"Alright, which one of you dudes wants to go on an adventure of whiskey and morning pizza."

"Alright, kid. Let's do this." x.com/tireddupont/st…

He groans as he sits on the hood of his truck. "What a long day."