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(well I was hoping we'd get a little August/Meun content during the party but I don't really mind)
(well I was hoping we'd get a little August/Meun content during the party but I don't really mind)
(I'm good with whatevs)
(I wanna see August/Meun ship!)
(Yay shipping)
(you know what, yes, give us more g a y)
(The Gay Is Great)
(lol yeah, now we gotta wait for brokenchipmunk bc I have an idea to get them together)
(Whelp. I am here and unneeded. Lol.)
(Sorry I was gone all day, I was doing stuff with my dad and my sister. What's your idea?)
(well basically I was thinking that Meun would get drunk-ish and end up flirting badly with August before idk…stubbing his toe or something dumb and crying and like hiding in the bathtub and August comes and comforts him?)
(Awwwww)
(We can do that)
(aight cool)
(How should we do this then?)
(idk, maybe Meun could go get more punch to start with?)
Rigel finally pushed away from the hug, “Enough worrying about me. It’s all in the past,” Rigel took a sip of his water, “This was supposed to be a party, if I recall correctly.”
Meun nodded. He glanced down at his nearly empty cup before getting to his feet. "I'm going to go get more to drink," he said before ambling over to the punch
"I need something else to drink," Belle mumbled to herself, standing to head to the kitchen.
Rigel got up as well and stretched. He refreshed his water, but his mind kept on fading back to Kate. He needed to do something else, to clear his head. He walked casually over to Aspen, “Thanks for picking me up off the side of the road, by the way.”
She punched his shoulder "You owe me." she smirked
“Alright, I guess I’m already in debt anyways,” Rigel laughed quietly as he took a sip of his water, glancing at the inside of his elbow.
August let his disapproval die in his throat. ;If they wanted to get drunk, he shouldn't stop them. This was a party after all. He stood up and walked over to the sink, filling up a fresh cup with water. His mind was already fuzzy enough.
Meun refilled his cup before taking a swig. He had had a rough day, so he figured he deserved the alcohol
“Alright, I guess I’m already in debt anyways,” Rigel laughed quietly as he took a sip of his water, glancing at the inside of his elbow.
"How'd you mess your bike up so bad?" She asked
(He just ran out of fuel)
“Alfonzo drained it. He does that sometimes when he feels like leaving me for the crows,” Rigel replied, laughing it off a bit. It was much easier to joke about it than face it.
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