Quiet "No I wouldn't mind" in the background.

"Hnnmn?"

Awkward wave at the boys. Replaced the grimace with a neutral look, curious.

"I see...." Hesitantly smiled, and offered James (Conny) a hand. He was fully aware of their swap, because he caused it. Fuck. :^)

"Hello." Tilted his hat up bit to get a better view, before releasing his hand. Offered the same to Conny (James).

Lowered his hand awkwardly. Did he know? No. Of course not. Instead just smiled faintly.

Rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, unsure of how to react. Especially with sex being brought up.

Awkward poker face.

Sucked up the whole "don't seem too affectionate" thing, and hugged her shoulders worriedly. "...Zenya? Are you alright dear?"

Lurks a bit, unsure, though solidified.

"James?"

Backed away slightly at that. Didn't exactly want to fight him. Great. "James. Put it down."

"Come on. Don't do this. You're going to hurt yourself." He backed away. If he could get him outside, maybe he wouldn't get hurt...

There was only 1 and James is fucking drunk. Instead just turned into that misty substance again and bolted.

YES We'RE FUCKING ALIVe

Fucking passed out on his desk.

if this gets 50 retweets tate has to do a cooking show ON CAMERA for me and rebecca on Skype PLEASE

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