Shuffles obnoxiously out on the sidewalk in the falling snow—swishing his coat around like a child.

Twiggy doesn't tend to take ideas into precaution, giggling childishly while coating his mouth with both hands. "Oopsies..~"

@WilyMaverick The basement dweller had fixated a look of vacancy upon his face, stirring and rocking upon his big boots in a child-like «

@WilyMaverick » trance. "Okaaaay~" The other calmly purrs, making vague eye contact before pivoting to skip down the corridor to the »

@WilyMaverick » Basement door.

"Well! Writer needs to charge her phone while she still has power with this bizzard coming along... So I will be back! Behave, creatures.~"

Sits in the center of the TL, balancing a plate on his head because... It's... Twiggy?

Waves with both hands, squeaking. "Hello!~"

"Well," Begins the bassist with his hands rising to remove the plate from his head, sighing briefly. "Spent some time alone—Rehabilitating~"

Violently whispers. "But a deltoid and a bicep... A hot groin and a tricep.~"

Holds up his only huge ass mug full of whiskey. "Here's to a lonely Valentine's Day from me to me.~"

Rolls around after taking a swing. "Oop, I went to rehab for this reason," Points to his mug of alcohol. "Oh well, it's necessary."

Drunkily slurs about when ranting of Valentine's day. "It's jus' a day of th'year where he half ass all our mistakes for a box of candy.."

"Why use one time of th'year to tell someone y'love them instead of every—" He hiccups, sighing. "—day."

"/Anyway/, anyone wanna pass the aspirin ahead of time before I make a drunk mistake?"

"Hey, hey!" He waggles his wrist out on the TL. "Any vampires? Any?" The highly intoxicated male snorts, rubbing his nose.

".... I miss that asshole."

"Oooooh!~" He stumbles and lounges forth, waggling his limb around with a dazed facade. "Goooooo! I-I-I'm—" Hiccup. "Available."

|| These are my other accounts that I'm on... So if I'm not here, I'm there on any of those.~