monologue: icons by <user name="manual"> are commissioned, please dnt w/o asking. (xii.)
juno "disastrous dame" steel. ([personal profile] monologue) wrote in [community profile] meadowlarking 2019-11-25 05:23 pm (UTC)

festival.

[ ah yes.

festivities.

totally juno's bag, except it's not. still, he can't be expected to stay cooped up - he's the type to go stir crazy. so here he is making sure that nothing's going... how you do say... hinky in and around the area. hands deep in his jacket pockets, he doesn't expect one to be aggressively wrenched out and clasped within much softer fingers. he blinks for a hot second, mouth agape a moment like he's making for a quick lashing out except.

well. his mouth closes, twists a little bit instead as he raises a brow. he recognizes her well enough.

part of him asks "what's the harm" while the other part snaps back that there's harm literally everywhere, you just have to look for it. ]


Hey, easy there, easy. Okay— [ he doesn't extricate his hand from her just yet. ] What game are you talking about

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