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[subjudeanders]

Sometimes, rather stupidly, Jude wondered if the Smythe twins did certain things on purpose just to induce some kind of madness in a person. Things like sprinkling a teasing dusting of an accent that could make someone, like Jude himself right at this moment, legs weaken a little. It was proving hard to maintain any sense of chill and decorum the more Ollie spoke but the shorter one was definitely clinging to it by his fingertips. "C'est horrible!" He purposefully overly dramatically declared with a hand coming to his chest as though he had been painfully betrayed. "I can't believe that a fake me is just there inside of your head living out all my dirty dreams that he absolutely doesn't deserve as much as I do."

However, his theatrics didn't last long as the challenging words were coming from his friend, making Jude bite the inside of his cheek for just a moment nodding as he tried to hide the way he had to swallow before answering. "I'm very much aware and I don't make promises I can't keep. I try to be a man of my word if nothing else. Trust; even in its' most simplest, seemingly unimportant and hypothetical, form is important and fragile. Once it's been broken, it's very hard to get that back. And I wouldn't want you to think I'm a liar, now would I?" The expression in the taller one's eyes before they were dragging over the sub's form, saying each honey-soaked words, sent an army of goosebumps across his skin in droves. "So, so, much better," he responded lamely, the close enough to praise compliments causing his brain to temporarily buffer.

Again, needing to recover again, the performer cleared his throat and licked his dry lips, hoping that he wasn't staring too long or too hard at Ollie as he returned the laugh. "Don't you bring the Dodgeball of Apollo curse on me for this of all things, Smythe! Do you see this hair?! Do you know how many products and how much of them I have to use to maintain it?! Getting glitter on me would be a plague I could never get rid of. I would very much prefer squeezing all of this, into something much too small, that you could make out every line and crevice. I'd also take something that's simply just a string that can't even hide my shame or that. We can workshop all of that later and focus on how I'm not only captivated but thoroughly enthralled by your very talented paintbrush and your specially made paint that could turn me into a work of art that would rival the Sistine Chapel. To the point, I will in fact be risking treading on cringe territory by saying something as awfully cliched as 'Paint me like one of your French boys, Sir.'" Jude grinned and thanked his lucky stars that he was a seasoned actor because it made it easier to match energy with Ollie and be unapologetically brazen; despite the feral swarm of feral butterflies that were threatening to consume him.

The reassuring squeeze, with palms pressed together, was a blessing and a curse. It helped to put Jude at ease a little from the flirty, bordering-on banter, conversation but it also sent his pulse racing. This only worsened as the taller man stepped into his personal space, making Jude have to crane his neck upwards just a bit more to keep looking into the awe-inspiring artist. Taking a step back didn't cross his mind. Not even once. Not when he was caught like a moth to a flame in Ollie's eyes and the physical connection between them from their hands that were still threaded together. "Am I–" Jude's voice died out as his breathing was caught by the feather-light caress across the weak spot of his neck. Entranced, his eyes closed as he leaned into the touch, craving a bit more. The relaxed hold he had on the other's hand tightened slightly before he managed to reopen his eyes. Unable to remember the question, he was taking a step forward as Ollie retreated, like he was following his lead in a Tango of sorts.

The conversation about his brother and Sebastian did however clear his mind just enough that Jude was able to take a big inhale. He took a couple of beats before trusting his voice to speak again. "Right. No. I know that. Ell has a whole life that he's been living with things to do and I didn't expect him to drop everything because of my surprise appearance. We'll get to have some brother bonding time later. And as far as substitutes go for welcoming and tour guide, Bastian is a pretty fantastic one. It was really nice of him to take some time out for me. I have no doubt that everyone here is completely wonderful and luckily I'm a big social butterfly I never really have much of a hard time. It's just... like you said... going from the real world, like NYC, to here. It takes some adjusting to find my footing and learn my place in the ecosystem where a lot of people have had a lot of time to know each other on many levels. But! I'm too stubborn and prideful to back down from anything, even if it scares me a little. Just gotta turn that fear into something more productive and it becomes something more akin to thrilling." His expression softened and turned affectionate when Ollie gave him not only encouragement but comfort with his words and the squeeze. "Thank you for that. I really needed those exact words and they mean more than you know to me."

"Oh you should be jealous. He's having a great time in there." The artist quipped in that light, French accent of his. "Oh?" There came that interested quirk of his brow at Jude bragging about being more flexible than some made up, imagined version of himself. "You're aware that a claim like that might have to be proven sometime. If only so I know you're a man of your word, Anderson." He added with a tilt of his head. "Even if I don't doubt that you would look a thousand times better in those positions.." There was a glint in Ollie's eyes like he was running though a few of them right now. His eyes dipping slightly to run down the others body before back up to the others gaze.

There's a gentle laugh at the mention of glitter underwear- 'You're aware even by mentioning that, you're willing it into existent. I was thinking of something like, a size or two too small and just utterly sinful. But I do love the idea of painting some on you. Nice to know you're so captivated with the idea of my paintbrush Anderson." Ollie always had that way about him, a certain carefree ease when it came to flirting and dirty talk. He could wield it like a weapon or like feather, a calming presence or a heated moment, all depending on the moment.

He could have pulled away from the other when those hands found his for the second time but Ollie slid his fingers back into Jude's and easily gave that hand another squeeze. He even took a step closer to tower over the other a little more, stealing that moment between them as much as he can as his bright eyes danced into the others. "Well now that is quite the compliment- Are you going to beg on your knees for me, little Anderson?" Ollie practically purred as he let his other hand raise to brush his knuckles against the others neck. Even when the other loosened that hold on their fingers, Ollie made no attempt to pull away or separate them. Instead he just let that question hang in the air between the two of them for a second or two before he took a step back to give the other a little air- to release that tension just a touch. Besides it gave him a chance to answer the other.

"Your brother will make time for you- but I'm glad Bas did the welcoming thing. He's good at it. And you'll find pretty much everyone around is super nice but I get it, going from the real world to this is...a change." Because god knows even he missed Paris or New York from time to time. "But yeah, if you need anything you have your brother, me or Bas. Just gotta ask Jude." Ollie added with another little squeeze of the others hand.

[subjudeanders]

Hello! Your weekend sounds amazing! A hike with your Dom and your pets in this beautiful weather really is the best way to spend a Saturday day in Spring. But wow a dog and a cat. That must keep you really busy. Even though most cats are low maintenance unless they're of the orange variety, haha. But it sounds like she's really well-behaved if she's leash-trained! That's quite a feat and really impressive of you as an owner. Though still a hefty thing when you add in a dog. What kind of dog do you have? A fellow sub! Wonderful. Can't wait to get to know you better peer-to-peer. I'm sure you could be a performer if you ever had the desire to try. It can be a little nerve-racking at first but I don't think there's quite anything else like a spotlight and applause. At least for me. I'm a musical theatre performer for the most part. I sing. I dance. I act. It's my passion and greatest love in life.

Oh! Your parents have really great taste and honestly, I can't blame them for that being their go-to when they want to be romantic. I think when I want to be happy and romantic like that, you can never go wrong with Frank Sinatra or Nat King Cole. There's something about the class, the old-timey crooner vibes that has a way of expressing feelings that's hard to put into words. Another person who likes yellow! I always find that people who like yellow are some of the best people I have ever met in my life. Now I'm glad I get to count you among them. Especially since you're encouraging me to keep talking, which I appreciate your braver on that. Honestly, you probably should because I'm a certified yapper. I always have way too much to say. Hopefully, it does make you want to be friends because I like to listen and learn about people, just as much as I like to talk!

Lean On Me by Bill Withers is such an incredible song! I really wish I could have heard your choir sing it because I bet it was really inspirational and uplifting! I've sung it before but mostly to myself while doing other things, like the dishes or laundry. It's one of those comforting songs. Kind of like, Ain't No Mountain High Enough by Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell. I'm a sucker for the classics.

Hi Jude! Happy weekend to you too. I'm having a very good weekend. I went on a hike with my Dom and our dog and our cat. She's a cat but she goes on a leash. Isn't that funny? I'm a sub too but I'm not a performer. What kinds of things do you perform?

The Beatles are really cool. My mom and dad like them a lot. They dance to them in the living room when my dad is being happy and romantic. My favorite is yellow! Blue is nice too. It's okay to go on and on. I like learning stuff about people on account of it helps you get to be friends.

I never sung karaoke but i sing in church choir. We sang Lean On Me. I like that song a lot. Did you ever sing it?

[subjudeanders]

This attempt at teasing seemed to immediately backfire, as he found himself on the receiving end of a classic Smythe, clever retort, without ever missing a single step. Each perfectly articulated and enunciated word gave Jude just enough to have the cogs of his imagination start to turn but left enough room for his inspiration to fill in the gaps. The shorter man could feel his heart threatening to race a little too much as his body temp was raised a few degrees, making Jude hope that he wasn't blushing from chest to hairline. "Now suddenly, I'm very jealous of the hallucinated version of myself that's been living his best life in your fantasies. Just so you know, my flexibility is so much better than his. I would look a lot better in each deviant and obscene position you could think up." The gentle poke at his chest reminded Jude to take a deep breath and steady himself, as he was swaying on his feet closer to Ollie. He forced himself to laugh at the underwear comment, to lighten his own intensity. "If by interesting you're thinking about something that's covered in glitter, I might have to walk away right now," he joked as he tilted his head up to get a better look at the taller man. "But honestly, if it's not underwear that you've personally painted on me, with many careful strokes of your paintbrush, I don't know if I really want it," Jude said with the corner of his mouth almost turning up into a smirk.

Standing in a comfortable few seconds of silence, Jude relaxed under the soft touch of the hand down his arm, until their hands were touching with fingers intertwining for a shorter time than he liked. Giving the other a delicate smile, he reached out and took his hand once more weaving their fingers together and making sure he was looking up into the soft, sensitive, and sweet artist as he spoke. "It's nice to see you too. Not just because you're the living embodiment of what inspires a guy to build a religion and just for a chance beg to be on his knees to worship at your altar." Keeping their hands together, he brushed his thumb across the back of Ollie's hand for a moment longer before loosening his hold to allow the other a chance to retract if he wanted to.

Letting out a small hum, he nodded at the mention of seeing Sebastian. "I did! My brother was busy so Bas got to play welcoming committee for me. He even went out of his way to let me impose on him enough for a tour around. It really kind of helped with the initial culture shock and adjustment process to a new place, you know? I'll still have a lot to get used to and learn but the familiarity of you both is making it easier."

"See, that's how I know you're not a vivid hallucination, Anderson. Because if you were- you would be in such filthy and depraved position's that it would make god himself blush." Ollie countered as he pointed out a finger and gently poked the other in the chest before dropping his hand with an easy, if playful smile. 'At the very least you'd be wearing some very interesting underwear." He added with a little bite of his lower lip.

"It's nice to see you Jude." He finally said as he made a point to brush his hand down the others arm and tangled his fingers with his to give them a little squeeze before dropping them away.

"You see Bas yet? He'll be thrilled to see you."

[subjudeanders]

Exactly. I'm talking color theory to one of the only people who'd understand. Psychologically it's been pretty much proven that blue always has a calming effect on people. Whereas yellow, is a bit of a wildcard. Sometimes it brightens the mood and pulls you out of a funk with its cheeriness. And then sometimes it has the opposite effect and reminds you of why caution and hazard signs are vehemently yellow. You know what else is sometimes a bad vibe color? Chartreuse. You are absolutely right, Sir! And you should say it louder for the people in the back because Reeve Carney is nothing short of life-changing. Though, I say that mostly as someone who admittedly was a big fan of him as Dorian Gray first and then fell for him all over again as Orpheus. I can see how you'd relate to Orpheus a lot and why he'd be your favorite. It's one of the reasons why I liked him too. But I was also one of those dorks who hyperfixated on Greek Mythology as a kid and teen. I think the only story I loved as much as Orpheus and Eurydice was the story of Apollo and Hyacinthus. Hey, Little Songbird is soooo good! I connect a lot with All I've Ever Known, on such a deep emotional level too. Honestly, if you had seen my Spotify Wrapped this year, you'd understand how big of an accomplishment that is for Dónal Finn because it might as well have just said "Please listen to anything else! You're bankrupting us with all the royalties we have to pay Hozier because of you!"

Good is good. Good and just living is fantastic, considering the alternative is bad and not so much living. Which, I hate on principle.

Oh, the way I just rolled my eyes at that bald-faced lie. Though, we can pretend I didn't because I'm a very good and polite boy, who can give you better pleases and better ways to say thank you in exchange for more charming French flattery.

You're talking to an artist about color theory. I, unfortunately know exactly what you mean about bad vibes when it comes to colors. So you get a pass on having a "sometimes" favorite color.

Jordan Fisher is fantastic, but I always have a place in my heart for the OBC- because Reeve Carvey is sort of...impossibly soulful. You know? I love it. Though maybe that's just because my heart always has a place for those sorts of vagabond artist types that of course Orpheus appeals to me. Wait For Me is amazing. I'd throw in "Little Song Bird" or "Our Lady of the Underground" or like, top tier songs in that musical as well. Even if it's just narratively. My, my, knocking Hozier off the top spot. That's quite the claim.

Good. I'm just you know, living.

Me? Cheating? Never. Little old me would never do that. I mean saying please and thank you is certainly getting you on the way to seeing it person. If only because that is somehow both hot and adorable.

[subjudeanders]

Sometimes yellow is just a little too... yellow. You know what I mean? It's like those times when eggs just be too eggy and give you bad vibes.

Okay but! Can we talk about how incredible Hadestown is?? I might have cried a little when Jordan Fisher finished his run but I thankfully was able to recover through the power of Carlos Valdes. And also might have spent an unhealthy amount of time listening to Dónal Finn singing Wait For Me. I'm pretty sure if they put that on Spotify it would be number one on my wrap for this year. Ironically, that would knock Hozier off the leaderboard.

Hello, Ollie! How are you?

Oh. Now that's just cheating. Hitting me with the French flirting when I'm willfully unprepared? Whatever did I do to earn this privilege because I'd like to do it again. But I'd also like to do even more, if it'll get me being able to experience that impossibly stunning mouth speaking French to me in person. Please, and thank you.

How exactly can you have a "sometimes' favorite color? And your question is easy. Anything from a musical. Though that might just because I'm lowkey obsessed with Hadestown right now.

Also, hello Anderson.

Eh bien, mon Dieu, j'ai raté la vue de ce cul parfait.

[subjudeanders]

F2F: "Someone finally stopped hiding I see."

[ F2F ]: "Did I stop hiding? Or is this all an elaborate and very vivid hallucination you're having because you can't stop thinking about me and you really desperately needed to see me? Which..." He looked down with a playfully fake frown before gesturing to himself. "Should I be offended that I'm fully clothed in this fantasy of yours?"

[subjudeanders]

"I'm being too much and saying too much, aren't I? I'm sorry. I tend to get carried away and sometimes my mouth says things before my brain has a chance to fully think them through. If I'm being too forward, please don't hesitate to tell me to back off. I can be a lot for some people, I know. Big personality and all." The way Williams's ears reddened didn't escape Jude's notice as his head tilted in curiosity. Surely the other man knew exactly how attractive he was and the effects that could have on people. He didn't press that though, immediately nodding in enthusiasm when he was invited to keep William company. "Oh yes! Please! I would love nothing more than to have coffee with you," he said while following behind the other. His face brightened even more at the plate of cookies, waiting a beat before grabbing one. "I'm very lucky that you were due for a break. Now I get to have to talk your ear off and learn all about you while being able to keep enjoying the view." Jude grinned a little as he took a bite from the cookie. "Holy heck! These are delicious. Are they homemade?"

William hadn't realized they had their hands still clasped together, but Jude's hand felt warm and soft against his. He listened to the cute male as he explained him he was not new in town but new at the school. He blushed when Jude mentioned he was gorgeous and he knew the tips of his ears had reddened at the male's words. "You certainly know your way with words, Jude" he chuckled.

He was kind of sad when their hands stopped touching, because he felt some sort of shiver running through his body as their skin had touched. "Oh, I see" he looked down, deeply embarrassed but glad he had caught Jude's attention. "I was doing inventory, so I was sort of bored" he tried to explain himself "Can I offer you something to drink? Coffee or tea?" he nodded and walked to the counter so he could pulled out a plate full of cookies he always had in store. "I was about to take a break and have some coffee myself if you wanna make me some company?" he offered, unsure if Jude would accept.

[subjudeanders]

I think I was a little pre-disposed to make The Beatles my entire personality. Please don't hold that against me. If you love them naturally, we definitely have a lot to talk about! Thank you very much for the welcome, Kurt Hummel. It's nice to meet you as well and already have the privilege of being able to learn so much about you. It's pretty incredible and fortuitous for me that we already have so much in common. It means that we're going to be fast friends. Especially if you're also a musical theatre nerd. Lucky me. Okay. So. This is going to sound like a humble brag or a straight-up brag but I was performing on Broadway. Pizza and cheesecake are very respectable foods to have as a favorite. Honestly, if I had to pick a second favorite food it would be pizza. A second favorite dessert would be cheesecake. Though nothing could truly take the place of a Cronut in my heart. I know. I know. When you think poets, you think of something more refined or intellectual, and don't get me wrong, I love those too but the nostalgia of simple happiness really speaks to me. That's a really good choice! Oh. I'm such a fan of your music taste already. My go-to is always changing, to be honest. Last summer the only thing I sang was Hot To Go but I think for the most part, I always default to Don't Stop Me Now or Somebody To Love by Queen.

The Beatles? We definitely need to sit down and talk.

Welcome welcome, Jude Anderson. I'm Kurt Hummel, 26 and I'm a Switch. Pleasure to meet you! Musical teather, uh? We seem to be kindred spirits in that one too, haha. Where were you performing before you came here? My favorite food is pizza and cheesecake- Damn, so close! :P But I favor the pasta too in more than one ocassion, I won't lie. That's an interesting choice for an author. Full disclosure, I used to recommend him to the children that came to the bookshop more than one time, and they loved it.

My go-to karaoke song is Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now, by Starship. Now you go. What's yours?

[subjudeanders]

"Exactly. We may be small and don't have the view you have from all the way up there but we still never miss a single thing." Laughing at the French being returned to him with the wink, Jude's body relaxed in the familiar presence. At least it did before Sebastian brought up him not really have much of a choice, making the shorter man sigh. "Would rather avoid the alternative at all costs, thanks. Makes me a little jealous of my brother sometimes because he already managed to find the one and he doesn't have to worry about working on a Claim." Jude paused for a second and looked away as he added quietly, "He's very lucky."

The warmth of Sebastian's hands on his own, made Jude want to keep them there a little longer but... that would be a bad idea. So, he released his face, giving him a playful nudge. "I can already see that compliment going to your head." He followed the hand gently guiding him in a direction without question, making sure to walk close to Sebastian as they went. "Honestly, I'm still trying to take it all in. I was pretty nervous and a little overwhelmed when I first arrived. It's just... a lot... but not in a bad way!" He quickly added. "In a new and exciting, kind of a lot way. I'm really looking forward to the adventure in front of me."

Sebastian chuckled when he heard the french come back, then shook his head. "I guess that's just the thing with you Andersons- You're too damn perceptive, aren't you, mon ami?" He winked at him softly, then nodded. "I can understand that. You had to sort of make up your mind about it, because the alternative is not a good one. I know Elliott will be thrilled to know you're here, and that you're going to work your way to a Claim." He looked him right in the eye when he held his face like that and placed his own two hands on top of his. "Now, that I won't be arguing" he said with a wicked grin in his face, then put his hand on Jude's arm to lead him forward, up the path that led to the main building. "So- What do you think of this place so far?"

[subjudeanders]

It took a bit of time before Jude reluctantly pulled his gaze from William's face to their hands that were still clasped together. Well, he wasn't making any move to change that because he enjoyed the other man's skin against his own. Even if it was just their palms touching. When William was speaking again, Jude's attention was brought up and he bit the inside of his cheek at the sound of him saying Jude's name. Already it was mustering all kinds of dirty thoughts in his head of that voice saying all kinds of other things.

He shook his head, trying to get rid of that and focus on the questions. "Oh. No. Not really new. Well, I suppose I am sort of new. New to the school at least but it's been a very long time since I've been in town. It seems we didn't have the pleasure of meeting the last time I was here. I'm really glad that's changed now because, seriously, I don't mean to be so forward or anything but how does someone as gorgeous as you even exist? Let alone be allowed to walk around making people like me practically swoon. Feels like it should be against a rule somewhere," he joked effortlessly flirting back.

As the other man looked away from him, their prolonged eye contact finally broken, Jude almost let out a sound of disappointment. He was enjoying staring up into those warm brown eyes. Taking a step forward once more, he tried to bring the man's attention back to him. "Since it's a bookstore, I should say that I'm here looking for something new to read and ask you for suggestions but... to be honest, I might not have even noticed it was a bookstore before I walked in because I was too focused and distracted by seeing you through the window. Which in short, I guess, means you're what brings me here."

William blushed, and he didn't know what to do because even when he was used to being complimented by random male and female, he was taken off guard by the other. "Nice to meet you, Jude. Are you new in town? Haven't seen you around, I'm sure I would remember it" he continued flirting with Jude.

He looked into those bright hazel/brownish eyes and he looked around "What brings you here?" he asked curiously.

[subjudeanders]

When he was picked up off of his feet, Jude didn't even make a single effort to fight it but rather he wrapped his arms around Sebastian's neck and hugged him tightly. "Oui. Toi," he said with a cheeky roll of his eyes. "Please try that innocent act with someone else. They might buy it but I know better." Jude's grin turned into a soft smile, affection covering his face as he was flat on his feet once more; the pat on his back sending a small shock of electricity through him that he ignored. Tilting his head, he looked up at his friend and shrugged. "It was time... There was only so long I could keep putting it off and making excuses to you and Ell. Plus..." He brought his hands up to gently cup Sebastian's face between them. "This is a face that needs to be experienced in person and not on a screen miles away."

Sebastian chuckled and opened his arms to pick the other man up, even as much as to have him kicking his feet in the air. "Me? Troublemaker? Appalled to the maximum level. Who told you such an awful lie?" He patted the other's back before putting him back on his feet. "You are always a sight for mine too, Jude. So, you finally caved in and came here, huh?"

[subjudeanders]

Happy weekend everyone! I hope you're all doing well and making the best of it. I've very excited to get to know all of you as I'm brand new around here. My name is Jude, I'm 25 years old and I'm a sub. Up until now I was a performer. I like music ( especially musical threatre ). My favorite band is The Beatles ( shocker and so original, I know ). My favorite color is light blue, though sometimes it's yellow. My favorite food is pasta and anything sweet. I have a monstrous sweet tooth. My favorite flowers are dandelions. My favorite poet is Shel Silverstein, I like the whimsy and quirkiness of his style. I probably could go on and on about myself if you let me, so I'll stop now. Here's a question for you, though: What is your go-to karaoke song?

[subjudeanders]

F2F: "What do I spy with my little eye? Is that you, Jude Anderson?"

[ F2F ]: There was no stopping the way the biggest brightest smile pasted on Jude's face as he ran as fast as his legs could carry him. "Bastian! Look at you, troublemaker. Aren't you such a wonderful sight for these sore eyes."

[subjudeanders]

For a second. Just a brief second. When the man smiled at him, Jude was stunned, completely caught off guard by how radiant it was. It took a moment for him collect himself, trying to remember to breath while taking a few steps forward with a low laugh himself. "No. Wait. We can't just speed past that and forget about it because that definitely seems like something both impossible. And if by some chance that it is true well... that's a shame... An awfully big shame." Jude's eyes trailed over the other man as the hand was expended and without missing a beat, he reached out to grasp it in a firm but still gentle shake. "It's wonderful to meet you, William. I'm Jude. Jude Anderson," he said while letting his hand still continue to linger. Though the next words out of William's mouth did cause a faint of a blush to paint across his cheeks and a small flip of his stomach. "You're very kind, thank you for saying that. Having one of the most handsome men I've ever seen call me 'very handsome', might be one biggest compliments I've ever received."

William smiled at the handsome male and checked out the other's beautiful smile. "Oh, it's okay, we can totally forget about me mentioning my lack of sex life in this town" he chuckled and extended his hand "William St. James, nice to meet you" he introduced himself "And I doubt you being easy to miss, you are a very handsome man".

[subjudeanders]

Every day I have this same conversation with myself when I have to get out of the warm confines of my bed. Oh to be a spoiled house cat or a free ranged songbird instead of having to adult.

Ugh why can’t I just be duck? Im over here forced to do taxes.

[subjudeanders]

Quirking his head to the side with a bit of a grin tugging on the corner of his lips, Jude tried not to chuckle at the surprised expression on the man's face. "Would you lie me to lie and we can just pretend it never happened; or should I tell the truth and we can laugh, pretending we both not just a little mortified? If it makes you feel any better, I'm kind of easy to miss No one could blame you for thinking you were alone."

❛  oh god. please tell me you haven’t just heard me talk to myself.  ❜

[subjudeanders]

Oh. That's vague and a broad spectrum. I don't think I'd be much help about what to do around the school. I'm new myself. However, I'm very familiar with the town! It really depends on what sort of things you're into. Are you a movie buff, a music lover, someone into sports or more bookish? Hello, Arin. It's very nice to meet you. I'm Jude, 25 and much to my surprise at first, I have a sub mark.

So, who can offer suggestions on fun things to do around here that don't include just fucking, drinking or partying in some form? I'm quite familiar with those options, but I'm all for new experiences.

Also, for the sake of introductions I'll give you all the basics. My name is Arin, I'm 21 and by some crazy twist of fate I'm marked as a Switch.