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(note to self: draw some gay shit including Michael and Adrik)
(note to self: draw some gay shit including Michael and Adrik)
(omg yes do it please)
(lemme write that down hold up. You're probably going to have to remind me though)
(k lol. I'm saving the stuff I really wanna draw for when I get my new cable)
(nice)
I'M BACK MY GAY'S IM BACK AND ON UNTIL LIKE TWELVE BECAUSE FUCK SLEEP
AND YES DRAW MADRIK
(I've only got like maybe 10 minutes for the rest of the day rip)
"Can't argue with that." he said, nodding his head, pulling Michael closer.
"I should take you a ride on Baby sometime." He said, a smirk spread across his face, the only people to ever touch baby was Felix and himself, being able to ride the bike was an honor.
(o and I probably won't be online for most of tomorrow) Michael's eyes lit up. "Ride on the bike? Really?!"
Mitchell scooted away from the two of them, chuckling. "You guys are cute, but seriously, get a room. In a hotel, not in my house."
(Okayy Imma be off until like five, because I get outta drama at four, and it takes an hour to drop off my friend and get home)
"Of course, you're my boyfriend right?" He asked, laughing a bit as he thought of Michael holding onto him while he drove baby down the highway.
Adrik laughed at Mitchell's comment.
"Fine." He stood up, grabbing his jacket and phone, and Michael's hand.
"You got my number, call if you ever wanna talk." and with that, he pulled his boyfriend out of the house, and out into the cold night air.
(and now for the epic bike riding moment lol. but we gotta go back for pizza bc Michael wanted pizza lol) Michael stumbled after Adrik, clumsy in excitement. "Oh my god, I'm actually gonna ride a motorcycle!" he said, unable to believe his luck
Adrik laughed at his enthusiasm he quickly took out his keys, pulling his jacket over his exposed arms.
"Get that helmet I gave you earlier and then I'll help you on."
(sorry gtg)
(sorry gtg)
That's fine!! Night!!
'I swear to god,' began Tyler, putting the pizza in the oven, 'If y'all want to do that frisky shit, get a goddamn room. Over my pizza? I don't think so.'
(How many roleplays is too many? I'm currently in five)
(I think I'm in 6 lol) Michael ran around to the truck, grabbing the helmet out of the passenger seat and running back to the motorcycle. He was giddy, and almost tripped over himself as he skip-walked back to the bike
Tyler ran outside to see Michael skipping towards a bike. 'If you drive that goddamn bike - haven't you been drinking?'
Mitchell looked over. "Drinking what? There shouldn't be any alcohol here."
'I mean, I found some vodka in the corner…' began Tyler. 'I don't know, someone must have brought it here.'
"What the hell?" He said, jumping up. "I'm 19, that's very illegal."
Tyler thought for a moment. 'No that isn't, isn't the drinking age 18?' He then realised that he wasn't in England. 'Sorry, I used to live in England before I came here. I was used to it being like that.'
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