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-` fortyfive .

rmravi:

❝ - no but shim sure does … that says something about him, huh ? ❞

   at the sudden picture, he was already scowling, which was probably caught just in time      for the flash to go off and leave him jabbing the other harder in response. but he wasn’t      about to argue about it - whatever.

❝ - what can she do anyway … if it’s gamma i’m not expecting anything great ❞

     an arch of both brows as the pipe was stolen from him, a look of surprise following before      a light smile curled the corners of his lips.

❝ - sure thing, just don’t lose that ! ❞

[ ϟ ] — ❝ i think it says a little bit more about the head of the house. ❞ 

he allows the most nonchalant shrug to surface, brow twitching at the jab as his lips pull back to reveal a cheshire grin reminiscent of his younger sister (as expected, they are twins after all); smug as can be.

❝ you can always approach and challenge her yourself--i’d love to see that. don’t expect me to help though. ❞

adds in as an afterthought, laughter slipping past as he twirls the metal within long fingers, eyes flicking over the design absently while he leads the male toward the lounge (where, really, all of the good drinks were stored in a cooler).

❝ why? did you steal it from your sister’s collection or is it for her? because we both know you’re not the type for this flimsy shit. ❞

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[ ϟ ] — ❝ I honestly don’t think you’re                trying hard enough, but----                the term mini garden is quite                befitting. ❞

Dancing orbs peer down at the petite student--a first year, he presumed,  by the lack of “presence” in the way which she carried herself--amused, for one but further tickled by the tulips peeking out from beneath his boot-- an honest to god accident this time around; he shows no indications ofmoving, nevertheless.>

          ❝ You know, I’m quite certain                we have a space for gardens                 and it isn’t here.  ❞

[ ♡ ] — ❝ I’m trying not to cry,                  but you’re stepping                  on my MINI GARDEN. ❞

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-`sugar .

[ ϟ ] —Up until today, the Japanese native had no qualms against the themed start of the season parties (or parties in general, as Alpha often holds little reason to actually throw a mash), but also similarly up to today--the themes had never been anything explicitly over the top, like going out and spending over 50000 won on a costume for a party that most likely will end in tragedy. 

Although given the fact that it wasn’t his first run at a Monster Mash (and the fact that this year’s location once again settles firmly within the Alpha house), most likely is more probable as most definitely.

Which meant he would have been an idiot of sorts of miss out and therefore—must follow the theme of the entire thing.

But that was the saving grace of being a third year within the legacy, because whereas the few first years they’ve recruited now whisked about decked out in powdered wigs and frilly garments, Sen received the leisure of getting a pass with his “costume”—consisting of a small squared name tag slapped on his chest that wrote: Hi, My Name is Hansel.

And of course, that little lollipop drawn on the corner for “authenticity”, thanks to his little sister.

And just that—was good enough for him.

Not that anyone was going to dare to tell him otherwise anyway.

Though there was a few unsavory glances from first years of nearly all legacies—dressed too extravagant for a college party (but to their credit, probably not by one’s own will; if any of their “pecking order” resembled one of Alpha’s) and too awkward to do anything but loiter around the refreshments, plucking a chord of irritation in the male as he shoos them off to cower elsewhere.

He was in a need for a drink before the likes of Lotus in their everlasting overbearing glory joined them.

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