[ he shrugs, glancing away from adam toward the rest of the festival around them, people dancing and drinking and enjoying themselves. a month ago, he would've been into it. now it just feels like the same old bullshit. he's fucking exhausted. ]
Not as dramatic as my last one, but beggars and choosers, man. [ his lips twitch up like maybe he wants to make a comment about that, like maybe parrish would know all about begging, but he can't make it work right now in his haze. and anyway, even kavinsky knows that adam fucking parrish doesn't ask for shit.
he slides off the top of the table, swaying a little as he straightens up. ]
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[ he shrugs, glancing away from adam toward the rest of the festival around them, people dancing and drinking and enjoying themselves. a month ago, he would've been into it. now it just feels like the same old bullshit. he's fucking exhausted. ]
Not as dramatic as my last one, but beggars and choosers, man. [ his lips twitch up like maybe he wants to make a comment about that, like maybe parrish would know all about begging, but he can't make it work right now in his haze. and anyway, even kavinsky knows that adam fucking parrish doesn't ask for shit.
he slides off the top of the table, swaying a little as he straightens up. ]