#ft. connor acosta

[gr0tesques]

closed starter for connor acosta ( @foolhcrdvs ) somewhere behind the cabin during the bonfire, 8:15pm.

‎ he could've made himself more useful earlier while everyone was setting up the bonfire. instead, he fell asleep for forty-five glorious minutes, some much-needed shuteye from the past couple of sleepless nights. and yet, he’d somehow come out of it feeling much worse, like his body had finally caught up to his mind and he wished he’d never crawled into bed in the first place.

and because he hadn’t done anything for the fire, he didn’t think he should enjoy the warmth as well as the other have until he made some meaningful contribution. he’d wandered off, closer to the lake than he would’ve liked, but it was the only place besides the bonfire area that was lit enough by the dock nearby to see if he could find any more pieces of wood he could use for kindling to keep the fire burning. 

so far, he’d only managed to gather a few twigs, which would hardly do anything. probably easier to just pour some whiskey in it. or he could throw himself into the fire. whichever was more convenient.

the sound of some twigs snapping behind caused julian to turn around, nearly knocking himself out from under his feet in the process. a shadowy figure emerged from the trees, and from the little that julian could see, it was a person, which was much better than it being a bear. however, that person bearing an unfortunate resemblance to connor acosta might make him choose the bear instead. “i swear to god, if you start whipping your dick out to take a piss…” julian warned him, pointing a long, skinny twig in connor’s direction. the other, smaller twigs were carried in the right flap of his jacket which he held securely against his chest. “...i’m gonna shove this stick so far up your pee-hole it’s gonna come right out of your ass.” he usually wasn't so forthcoming with his hostility, but something about connor always just rubbed him the wrong way and brought out all vicious intents from him.