[p - mel, ru, crow] human au 4 the holy trinity

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    Melvin was just walking into the bar when the sound of laughter, smell of piss, and taste of smoke assaulted him heavily. He grinned as he walked in, running a hand through his hair and finding a sticker. Huh. He'd been wondering where that one had gotten to. Mel slapped it onto his shirt as he walked over to a seat, sitting down when he arrived. Coincidentally, the people around him got up and left as soon as he arrived, leaving him to look like a sad, glittery, lonely drinker - which wasn't all true. His sort-of friends should be turning up any minute now, if he hadn't sent the texts to the wrong numbers. Oops.




    //I couldn't help myself oh well
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    28 moons ; mage ; fol

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    [size=6pt]★ trek

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    The male shrugged, turning on his seat to look at his friend. "What can I say? You gotta work hard if you want those chicks, Rubes," he said in response to the first question, picking up something that looked distantly like food from the table. It was sticky, which was worrying, but he could probably use it to cut the queues if needs be. People were funny sometimes. Speaking of..."Oh, I borrowed a bike. I mean, the guy it belonged to wasn't chill about it and came after me with his big ass car. That's cheating, you know? Who needs a bike and a fucking car? Jesus Christ." Mek shook his head as he rummaged through his pockets, pulling out some coins with stickers on it. "Damn. Forgot I had these."
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    28 moons ; mage ; fol

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    [size=6pt]★ trek