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MASON‌:

               the   leaves   had   all   changed   color   from   their   usual   green   to   yellow   and   red  ,   sun   high   up   in   the   sky   shining   brightly   behind   the   cover   of   passing   clouds  .   it   was   beautiful   out   which   is   precisely   why   mason   wanders   around   the   square  ,   sketchbook   in   hand  ,   searching   for   the   perfect   subject   to   sit   down   and   begin   drawing  .   he   had   the   day   off  ,   his   mother   was   at   work  ,   and   his   siblings   were   at   school   so   he   had   a   rare   moment   to   himself  .   he   comes   to   a   stop   when   he   notices   avery   a   few   feet   away   looking   almost   as   if   he   were   glowing   underneath   the   sunlight  ,   the   corners   of   his   lips   twitching   up   in   the   smallest   of   smiles  .   he   can’t   believe   that   someone   can   look   so   ethereal   even   when   doing   the   most   mundane   things  .   mason   realizes   he’d   been   blatantly   staring   and   his   cheeks   darken   slightly   from   embarrassment  ,   hues   glancing   around   to   make   sure   no   one   had   witnessed   it  .   the   male   sucks   in   a   breath   before   going   over   and   sitting   down   slowly   as   not   to   startle   him  .      ❛      the   weather   is   nice  ,   right   ?   i’m   surprised   more   people   aren’t   enjoying   it  .      ❜      he   muses   aloud  ,   fingertips   drumming   lightly   against   the   cover   of   his   book   while   his   gaze   drifts   around   to   their   surroundings  .

the sudden presence sliding into view drew avery’s attention away from the manga in hand. his muscles that had threatened to tense at the sudden appearance ended up easing even more at the sight of mason. a sleepy smile curled at the elder’s lips as he shut his story gently, not bothering to save his place. “it’s beautiful,” avery agreed. his heavy gaze studied the younger’s face curiously as he seemed to look around. “the weather,” he back tracked after a moment, eyes flickering away. his hands had lifted from his book to sign as he spoke, a habit more han necessity at the moment. his outer ear gear was in as thus he could hear the other’s words without any issue, but the movements remained. “they may have gone to the park,” he suggested, placing his hands down after he finished signing. he smoothed them over the back of his manga, glancing up at the other after a moment. he was somewhat curious as to what drew the other to join him, but couldn’t bring himself to voice the question.

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MASON | @lostbcy​    location: beauhart square | time: evening

it wasn’t uncommon, on empty evenings where the weather remained comforting for avery to spend some of his time in the town square. whether he decided to people watch or read, he would settle himself on a bench armed with a book and to-go cup filled with the day’s choice of drink. it was a matter of getting fresh air and allowing himself a bit of a change in pace outside of his home and place of work. today, he was taking his time to look through a manga he’d found, an interesting comic about a delinquint who decided to be a normal school girl after getting expelled from her last for fighting. it was refreshing and he easily found himself laughing lowly at the contents as he enjoyed the last of the sunlight for the day. the nice thing about the square is folks who were around often were too caught up in their own lives to pay attention to anyone else. they were either busy shopping or heading to work. no one would think to find some peace in the middle of the square - not when there was a perfectly good park in beauhart. thus, avery’s choice of spot was oddly enough perfect for whatever he desired to accomplish. rarely was he pointed out or bothered and simply was left to his own whims. 

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GRACE‌:

     there’s a loud gasp of relief as her her eyes landed on the small cat snuggled into the other’s pocket. the relief that washed through her worked to slow her pounding heartbeat. “ oh my god, yang ! “ she’s blurting out running up to avery’s side, eyes wide. it’s funny, her jumping to greet the lost kitten before her friend who must have found him. “ oh - i mean yes ! “ she flushes a small color as she finally looks back up to avery, she’s glad it’s one of her friends that found him instead of a stranger, “ sorry, i just got so scared … if i didn’t bring him home back to ying … who knows what would have happened , “ she mutters nervously with a shake of her head. she doesn’t make moves to move the cat, for it looked quite comfortable snuggled to the others. “ you little escape artist , “ she coos softly to the cat as she instead just leans forward to scratch at his ear. “ where did you find him ? i can’t imagine he could have gotten too far with those little legs … “

avery’s lazy gaze studied the relief on his friend’s face without any hint of amusement. if it wasn’t for the fear that the other had held, perhaps he would have found the whole event to be a bit comical. “why are you apologizing,” he questioned, not understanding why she would do so over being scared. “mm, ying would have been just as upset as you were,” he agreed, glancing down at the black cat in his hoodie with a frown. hm. he didn’t seem at all bothered that he had worried grace so much, though avery supposed that was a cat for you. “i wouldn’t be surprised if yang just thought he’d take himself for a walk before returning back home. he seemed as though he was just looking at the sights when i found him.” the elder commented, tucking a hand into the pocket of his sweatshirt to curl under the black cat’s body. he lifted the cat out with practiced ease before presenting him to grace. “here’s your delinquint, ma’am. try not to let him slip away from you again,” he joked, eyes soft as they looked down at the animal who hung limply on his hand and wrist. “i think he may have found a short cut, actually. i found him a few blocks over. he’s small enough to get through the tiniest of crevaces i suppose.”

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GRACE‌:

    “ yaanng ! “ there’s a wild panic in grace’s eyes as she skids out of the front of her apartment complex. her right hand shakes the a metal bowl, the clinking of cat food as it hits the sides. she had just left the door open for two seconds … how did the tiny kitten manage to make a run for it in the short amount of time ? her heart felt like it was beating a mile a minute as she walked eyes hastily raking all corners of the buildings around her where the cat might have run off to. “ e -  excuse me - “ she calls out, voice raised ( well, as much as grace can raise it ), “ you haven’t, um…  seen a small black cat walking around right ? “

he’d come across the kitten by chance, really. it was skill that he managed to catch sight of the small animal. really, avery had a sort of bond with animals and he often spent much of his time looking for them in his everyday life rather than paying attention to things that were probably more important. so, after finding the kitten slinking around with wonder written across its tiny face, he came to the conclusion that it must be fate. “c’mon boo,” he mumbled, crouching down and holding out a lazy hand. huh. actually, as the small cat approached, avery came to the realization that he’d met the cat before. “ah,”  he mumbled, watching as yang weaved around his legs. “you know you’re not allowed out unless i’m kidnapping you for the day.” the man chiasted, picking the small thing up by its scruff. yang simply purred at him to which he smiled in return before tucking the kitten into his sweatshirt. well, he needed to go a bit out of his way, but at least he got to cuddle the cat so returning the small thing would be worth the trouble. plus, he had a feeling yang wasn’t let out for a walk freely. chances were, grace was loooking for the small thing. he turned a corner after a bit of walking just to see the back of grace’s head as she seemed to be asking around for anyone who had seen her little escap artist. “excuse me, miss. does this little delinquint belong to you??” he called out in his usual drawl, approaching the younger with his usual lazy gait. yang’s front legs were hanging out of the front of avery’s hoodie along with the cats head. the small animal looked more than content with the position, as did the tall man. 

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SAVANNAH‌:

savannah was hardly late for anything, so the fact that she’d managed to lose track of time organizing her knitting supplies bin was quite embarrassing. she had the day off and desperately needed something to distract her of her own thoughts or she was sure she’d lose her mind. she’d promised avery that she would meet with him a little later in the afternoon at the daily grind to discuss the novel given at their last book club meeting, one that she wasn’t really fond of, but still couldn’t seem to put down. when she looked down at her watch she was already fifteen minutes late, so she rushed to slip into a pair of her many leather loafers and a cardigan to match before picking up her keys and purse and heading out the door. within minutes, savannah had arrived and quickly glanced around for avery. luckily, he hadn’t arrived yet, so she ordered herself a coffee and waited patiently for him to join her.

avery was often late to things. it had become an unfortunate habit over the years, yet those who knew him had already come to expect it. in fact, they knew to expect him either out of the blue, quite early or incredibly late. it was the dreamy quality of his personality that pulled him away from time and left him running at a different speed compared to others. still, it was a lucky thing that many of his acquintances - his friends ?? - seemed to accept this unfortunate quirk. it was pure chance that it was a day he was running late, his gaze a bit hazier and his headgear missing from the spots around and above his ears. hopefully savannah wouldn’t mind. upon his arrival, he found her already with a coffee and lifted his hand to check the time on his watch. huh. “sorry, running later than usual,” was his greeting as he slid into the seat across from his book club friend. “how are you doing??” he questioned her as he settled his spine against the back of the chair. his dark, dreamy gaze focused solely on her lips as the sound around him fell to his deafness by his own choice for the day. 

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SOPHIE:

That took her by momentary surprise, but she recovered quick enough with a shake of her head and small laugh that did nothing but shake her shoulders. “Well. I think you’ve definitely brought the halloween spirit in the form of sugary snacks.” She followed his line of sight, her own eyes scanning over all the options with increasing hunger. It all looked so good, she wasn’t even sure what she wanted anymore. “I do like an apple,” she mused, tracing the path of the waved apple with some thought. “Okay,” she starts, bites her lip in second thought before nodding to herself. “Okay. Right. I’ll take a caramel apple please. And I may be back around later for one of those cookies.”

“the boss didn’t seem to mind so i count it as a win,” he murmured, rubbing idly at his temple. he held back a wince as he adjusted the cat ears while she surveyed the items. he was pretty close to just flinging them away and pretending he never chose to wear the stpid accessory. then again, he’d still have the face paint on and then he may look even odder - not that he cared if it happened. “caramel apple, a good choice,” he hummed. he swept his hand over the ones that were all nice and wrapped up in the display. “go ahead and pick it yourself. well, we won’t be going anywhere soon so you’ll have plenty of time to swing back around.”

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VIVIAN‌:

vivian was really feeling all types of powerful. halloween was her favorite holiday and fall being her favorite time of year. its probably the spooky air or maybe it feels like she isn’t being stared at. vivian had decided she was going to get avery out of his house and out into the public. it had taken her awhile for her to convince him but when she had it felt like sweet victory standing at the palm reading stand waiting for the other man.

when he slid next to her, she yelped out in surprise. from the front her outfit didn’t look anything different from the normal gothic chic she wore. it was a simple black dress but her makeup was more dramatic then usual. lots of purple highlights and she was holding a witch hat. obviously, she was a witch. 

“ holy fucking shit !! “ she exclaimed and placed a hand over her chest. “ damn avery..you got me. ” 

“in my defence,” he began. “i didn’t actually think that would work.” lifting a hand, he reached out to take the witch hat in her hand and inspect it with a dreamy gaze. “i almost wish you went the witch cloak route rather than a hat.” he mused before turning his gaze to her face. “nice make-up, though.” he commented, sticking the hat ontop of his own head. it covered only one of the cat ears on his head and left the accessory dangerously crooked. no doubt, it would not stay on his head should he make any sudden movements - not that such a thing was much of a problem seeing as he was about as quick as a sloth when it came to most things. “you been waiting long??” 

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JUDE‌:

maybe  it  was  REFLECTIVE  more  of  jude’s  stance  on  what  having  fun  entailed  that  he  found  himself  taking  LONGER  sips  of  the  alcohol  stored  in  his  flask  ,  located  snug  in  the  back  pocket  of  his  pants.  he  should  feel  some  sense  of  shame  for  his  slight  public  drinking  habit  with  children  running  around  so  freely  ,  but  jude  was  growing  RESTLESS  when  his  heavy  flirting  with  a  cute  boy  around  his  age  took  a  turn  for  the  less  desirable  upon  realization  that  his  cat  costume  veered  more  toward  an  odd  furry  fetishization  than  an  appeal  to  look  cute.  jude  bit  his  tongue  ,  made  an  excuse  ,  and  moved  as  fast  he  could  in  his  leather  pants  which  SUDDENLY  felt  constricting  from  the  blood  rush  to  his  head.  he  could  only  imagine  where  that  could  have  led  ,  when  he  recognizes  avery  looking  particularly  UNIMPRESSED  with  his  adorned  cat  ears.  a  shiver  shakes  through  him  ,  a  phantom  touch  leaving  goosebumps  on  his  arms  in  its  wake  as  jude  prays  to  his  lucky  stars  that  avery’s  costume  seems  more  forced  than  willingly  furry.  ❝  hey  there  ,  kitty  kitty.  ❞  jude  offers  as  a  greeting  once  his  feet  carry  him  over  to  the  peau  d’amour  food  stall.  it’s  almost  IMMEDIATE  that  a  smile  pulls  at  his  lips  ,  leaning  one  hand  on  the  table  and  cocking  his  head  in  a  playful  manner.  ❝  someone  looks  like  they’re  not  having  a  good  time.  do  you  need  a  nice  belly  rub  ??  maybe  some  warm  milk  ??  ❞  his  tone  is  laced  in  a  good-natured  teasing  as  he  grins  at  avery.  maybe  some  poorly  made  jokes  would  lift  whatever  prickly  mood  he  found  himself  in.  although  ,  jude  feels  as  though  he  would  come  off  the  same  if  his  job  had  him  in  charge  of  a  food  stall  during  a  festival  meant  for  the  town.

avery’s nose scrunched up, brows furrowing as he attempted to gnaw at a rounded side of his apple. due to his choice of puny little fangs that weren’t well stuck to his own canines, he was really struggling a lot more than he’d expected. his attention was almost purely centered on grinding his lower teeth past the first layer of sweet candy. he’d just managed to do so, a satisfying crunch!! vibrating through his teeth, when jude’s figure finally drew his dark gaze. his bottom teeth dug into the apple releasing a flood of sweet juice that flew past his bottom lip and trailed down his chin. as the younger spoke of belly rubs and warm milk, avery twisted his hold on his treat and ominously ( finally ) broke off a chunk of candied apple. the elder’s lazy gaze blinked at the younger’s clearly playful demeanor as he chewed slowly on his treat. well, despite the heavy effort it took to get a piece of it, he was supremely satisfied with how it tasted. no doubt, to the other who was looking at him, he almost looked like the cat that got the cream. once he’d swallowed his bite, avery swept his tongue over his bottom lip, ignoring the slight mess on his chin for the moment in turn for finally answering jude. “if you let me use you as a scratching post, that may make me feel better,” he joked, shifting his weight onto one leg. he waved his once bitten apple around. “are you even dressed up??” he inquired, giving jude a critical look though he had a feeling the other wasn’t. 

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mace‌:

               a   wide   grin   momentarily   stretches   across   his   face   to   display   a   set   of   white   teeth  ,   head   shaking   slightly   as   he   began   mixing   the   red   and   white   paint   together   to   make   the   perfect   shade   of   pink  .      ❛      i   thought   you   came   to   me    because   i   was   the   only   option  .      ❜      mason   snorts   and   the   corner   of   his   lip   lifts   in   a   small   smirk  ,   trying   to   come   off   more   confident   than   he   actually   was   at   such   a   close   distance  .      ❛      it   suits   you   just   fine  ,   ave  ,   if   anyone   were   a   cat   in   another   life   then   i’m   sure   it   would   be   you  .      ❜      he   raises   the   brush  ,   bristles   now   covered   in   pink  ,   and   begins   his   work   while   his   other   hand   delicately   takes   avery’s   chin   between   his   thumb   and   index   fingers  .   the   silence   that   falls   over   them   as   he   paints   the   tip   of   the   other’s   nose   is   comfortable   —   peaceful  ,   even   …   that’s   until   he   notices   him   staring   in   his   peripheral   vision  .   it   takes   all   of   his   willpower   to   keep   focus   on   the   task   at   hand   and   not   at   the   pair   of   brown   hues   that   seemed   to   be   memorizing   his   face  .

               mason  ,   a   young   man   who   was   naturally   private  ,   had   just   suggested   introducing   the   other   to   a   family   member  .   what   got   into   him   and   was   it   only   about   giving   his   sister   a   lesson   in   etiquette   ?   it   wasn’t   as   if   he   were   suggesting   inviting   him   over   to   a   family   dinner   or   letting   him   meet   his   mom   —   right   ?   shit  .   the   thought   of   his   mother   accompanying   the   child   around   the   festival   slipped   his   mind   completely  .   all   that   he   could   do   was   simply   pray��  to   whatever   deity   was   listening   for   something   to   prevent   avery   from   having   a   moment   to   spare  .   not   to   mention  ,   the   man’s   staring   wasn’t   helping   the   growing   redness   that   began   to   spread   across   mason’s   cheeks  .      ❛      oh  ,   right   —   you’ll   probably   be   busy   …   y’know  ,   people   have   an   almost   insatiable   appetite   at   these   kinds   of   things  .      ❜      smooth  ,   real   smooth  .   he   wishes   someone   would   take   the   brush   from   his   fingers   and   write   the   word   ‘  loser  ’   across   his   forehead  .      ❛      so  ,   are   you   only   here   to   work   or   do   you   genuinely   enjoy   stuff   like   this   ?      ❜      mason   asks   as   if   he’s   completely   unaffected   by   the   gaze   that   the   other   has   locked   on   him  .

“is that so??” avery mused, not bothering to argue or agree. truth was, there were plenty of options he could have chosen from before his arrival. his co-workers would have also been more than happy to help add a bit of make-up to his look. he also could have come back later, should someone else come to help at the stall. regardless, the fact was he didn’t want anyone else to paint on his face. if mason hadn’t been the one running the stall, there was no way he would have chosen to stop by and add some more cat-esque features to his costume. not that mason needed to know that. as the younger confirmed that the cat choice was actually quite suiting, avery couldn’t keep his lips from curling into a smirk. the smirk didn’t last long, however, as his chin was taken between mason’s fingers. “folks at vita’s clinic suggested it to me,” he murmured, lashes fluttering slightly as the bristles of the paintbrush started to stroke his nose. a bit of silence settled over them for the moment, leaving avery to get lost in his gaze’s task of mapping out the other’s face.

it was most likley, his staring that is, the reason why he actually noticed the colouring begin to bloom on the other’s cheeks. it didn’t register, in the moment, that he could have been the one to cause the other to blush. “mm,” avery studied the other’s expression, wondering if he wanted to take back the invitation to introduce him to his younger sibling. “i’ll make time if i need to if you want to bring her by.” he told the other simply, because he would. as unexpected as meeting the other’s sister would be, he wouldn’t reject the option. blinking slowly, avery’s gaze finally flickered away. it shifted to look down at mason’s shoulder as he considered the other’s question. part of him felt inclined to answer truthfully in a more detailed and honest answer. another part figured a one word answer would suffice as well. avery chose to go somewhere in the middle. “only for work, really. they asked me to work the stall and i couldn’t come up with a good reason not to.” he paused, eyes shifting back to look at mason’s mouth. a habit from constantly lip reading in most scenarios although the other man is close enough he could focus on his words without needing to. “i’m not the biggest fan of crowds so i probably wouldn’t have come out otherwise.” he admitted this simply, not delving into details and instead keeping it short. it was more than he’d tell most, not that mason knew that.

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we’re all really just looking for that other dumb fuck we share our single brain cell with

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SOPHIE:

Sophie rolled her eyes at him, but a smile pulled at her lips to show she wasn’t really annoyed, “I guess I brought that name on myself, huh?” Blowing out a breath, the brunette pursed her lips as her eyes roamed over the table of options in front of her. She hadn’t expected so many. “Wow. Went a little over board this year didn’t they,” her eyes darted up to his face and the apple he was holding, “What have you got? And do you recommend it? Or do I go with something with sprinkles.”

avery simply offered a lazy smirk in reply because she really did bring it on herself. it was cute though, so at least she had that going for her. at her surprise, a bit of a sheepish expression slipped onto his featrues. “uh, part of that is on me. i was pretty enthusiastic with all of the options we could have to really bring out the halloween spirit.” at her questions, the elder looked down at the options as well with a thoughtful frown. “ah, jeez. the shortbreads shaped like cauldrons are pretty good and i’m always a fan of coated apples, caramel or candied.” as if to prove his point, he waved the apple in hand around slightly in show. “what are you in the mood for, though?”

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axel‌:

               concern  crosses  his  features  but  before  he  can  say  anything  ,  the  other  his  paying  attention  to  the  small  child  gripping  his  hand  and  ,  like  he  usually  do  ,  caved  in —  for  now.  his  free  hand  travelled  to  his  pocket  ,  soft  tone  leading  to  the  smaller  girl  “  how  about  we  make  avie  happy  by  buying  one  of  his  sweets  ?  “  but  that  just  sent  the  girl  into  a  frenezie  of  buying  two  and  not  one  because  daddy  also  deserved  one.  nodding  ,  he  placed  a  ten  dollar  bill  on  the  counter  and  took  one  of  the  caramelized  apples  ,  kneeling  before  the  princess  ,  muttering  to  her  “  go  play  but  make  sure  daddy  can  see  you  ,  yeah  ?  “  and  there  she  goes  ,  keeping  a  safe  distance  between  them.  axel  leans  against  the  counter  ,  eyes  focused  on  the  pink  dressed  child  as  he  mumbles  “  if  you  don’t  mind  ,  i  have  to  keep  an  eye  out  but  now  you  can  tell me  what  really  is  wrong.  “  a  quick  stare  towards  the  other  before  adding  “  so  spill.  “

an ease appeared in the younger man’s expression as he watched the interaction between parent and child. it was endearing and he wished he could bestow a ton of smothering cheek kisses on the pair. ah, well. picking up the ten, avery charged the other for only one apple. it had been his initial want to simply give the little princess an apple anyways. “cheers,” he hummed, picking the best apples for the pair and placing it before them. he watched, a single brow curving, as axel proceeded to send her off. not really what he was expecting, but he couldn’t find it in him to be surprised. in fact, as the older told him to spill, a tired laugh escaped him. “what a dad,” he mumbled, leaning forward on his hands. he pressed his nose against the shorter male’s shoulder before hooking his chin to rest on top of it. “just a little overwhelmed. it’s been a while since i’ve been in such a crowded area.”  in fact, this was the busiest crowd he’d worked in since his move and it was exhausting him much faster than he expected. 

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vita‌:

halloween was not vita’s thing at all. each year, she’d been called to the hospital to do training on one of the busiest nights of the year, and this was the first year she actually had the evening off. she was expected to dress up just like everyone else, and because she wasn’t the most creative, she’d settled for the obvious: sexy nurse. the costume was ridiculous, and she felt ridiculous, but it was only one night. and, unlike most of the crowd at the festival, she wouldn’t be in said costume the morning after, wasted on the floor of an unknown living room. when she spotted avery near the bakery’s food stand, she decided to join him - it wasn’t like she had any other plans. “you know,” she started, leaning against the wall the cart was positioned near, “i thought you were a vampire with those fangs, at first, but a cat does seem more fitting. can you even bite through that apple with them?”

he’d actually noticed her approach, believe it or not. which, it was a good thing he did or else her costume would have really startled him. “a nurse, really?” he questioned in return, tone flat, though a smile curved at the edges of his lips. “aren’t you already dressed up every day of the week?” he shifted, lazy gaze studying her for a moment before her question registered. “that’s the problem. i can’t bite into it. it’s really ruining my evening.” he sighed, jutting his lips out in a pout. “someone at the clinic actually suggested it to me,” he added, lifting his free hand to gesture to the cat ears. “i’m regretting it, though. should have gone with a costume that didn’t require headgear.” because it was annoying when he had to wear it with his hearing gear. 

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danny‌:

      BRIGHT IDEAS WEREN’T EXACTLY SOMETHING DANNY HAD A COMMON OCCURRENCE  &  his most recent idea was absolutely no different, finding himself at the pumpkin carving table - it was a split second of thought before he was intentionally carving out the bottom of the pumpkin &  punching out a classic jack-o-latern face . he thought maybe he could scare someone & before anyone running the table could stop him he had put his head into it and left .       minutes into the stench was when he thought this wasn’t a great idea & trying to pull it off was when he knew it wasn’t . danny tried not to panic , finding a patch of grass to sit down on out of the way he was trying to decide if he should hurt his pride by asking for help . not able to see properly out of the eyeholes he’d cut , he fumbled a joint out of his pocket . “ man this shit fucking stinks .  i cant even see or light this stupid ass thing “ voicing annoyance out loud , “ gonna end up lighting my self on fire like some dumb halloween reskin for ghost rider or whatever . “  a sigh of defeat , dropping onto his back his head only slightly cushioned by the pumpkin stuck on his head . 

he stared. well, at least this time he wasn’t the only one staring. still, he was the only one the deemed it safe to approach the pumpkin headed individual. clearly, whoever was beneath the fruit ( were pumpkins fruit ) was not the brightest tool in the shed. then again, who was avery to judge him on such a thing? upon closer inspection, there were eyeholes cut in the pumpkin, however there were no visible eyes inside it. wrinkling his nose, avery moved to crouch near the individual’s head before reaching out a fist to hover near the forehead area of the pumpkin. he hesitated a moment before simply deeming it a why not situation and knocking heavily on the bright orange skin. “hello, anyone home?” he questioned, unable to keep the amusement out of his tone.