#DONT MATCH LENGTH PLSPLSPLSPSLPSLPSL I DONT FUCKING KNOW WHAT HAPPENED

[arch-godenvy]

          he got separated from his date somewhere between point a and point b.  which.  it's fine.  he's fine, really.  he can handle himself on his own.  ryuu doesn't have to position himself as a wallflower tonight.  isn't that the point here  ?  mask on, lights dimmed, and no one is who they say they are.  halloween, if halloween was a month later and for sophisticated adults.

          not that he feels like a sophisticated adult.  doesn't mean he can't indulge himself in a drink.  a server passes by and he grabs a flute of champagne off the tray they're balancing.  drink spills as soon as it's halfway to his mouth, the stupid fucking beak of the stupid fucking plague doctor mask knocking it over.  cool.  fine.  mesh shirt was not the brightest idea but at least it won't stain.  he takes off the mask in frustration, completely messing up the hair he took way too much time doing.  both mask and now empty glass are set on a nearby table, and he finds a napkin to futilely dab at his shirt with.

          ryuu's just grateful that the entire debacle happened in a relatively secluded area of the venue, or at least as undisturbed as a place like this can get.  only a handful of other people linger here.  black domino mask, someone with devil horns, something so glittery it hurts to look at, black lace, white domino mask, one that's definitely real gold — wait, go back — black lace. 

          their face is shielded by the rim of a hat and the mask but there's a detail to the straight line of their shoulders and the curve of the jaw and the silhouette their suit makes.  his mouth goes dry.  countless times over the past few years he's mistaken a stranger for her, and each time he was glad he asked anyway.  ryuu's approaching them without thought, mask left behind and hand     (     he's wearing gloves; he won't attend an event so large and with so many extra ordinaries without proper precautions     )     out stretched to tap them on the shoulder and draw their attention.  

          "     hey.  sorry.     "     an excuse, c'mon, literally anything to get them to turn around.     "     do you have the time  ?  i don't have my phone and i have to leave early.  to feed my...    "     okay, not literally anything.  what the fuck  ?     "     …  my succulents...     " / @fiiregaze — reiko nishiyama

#DONT MATCH LENGTH PLSPLSPLSPSLPSLPSL I DONT FUCKING KNOW WHAT HAPPENED #also lmk if i should change anything :p #fiiregaze #* THANATOS / THREADS.