the blonde’s gaze cast heavily onto the being beside him, the words sinking in slowly only to unlock something deep within him. the flicker of faint recognition blossoms in his hazel eyes as memories flood him. it causes his spine to straighten, his chin to be held higher. his heart hammers in his chest, a drum beating in time with sounds that cascade into a familiar symphony so only he can hear inside his head and heart. “of course i remember.”
his right hand slowly crosses to his left side, his shoulder curling with the motion as if he’s reaching for something that might just be in his left pocket. the look on his face is unreadable, his determination grave. but just as those finger tips nearly brush against the seem of his pants his arms snaps out and into the air on his right side. his pointer finger extended as his hips cock to the left as his left leg extends to the side.
PLOTTING CALL !!! an alternate option for those who prefer plotting over just winging it. hit the heart and i’ll shimmy my way into your ims to plot something out !
good morning chickens im gonna b vaguely online today but off 2 a concert tonight so won’t b on my laptop , disco username is doughballs if ppl wanna plot / simply chat <3