[school spirit. god, what bullshit. it wasn't even the right time - seasonally or in the semester - for that kind of garbage anyway. as soon as that awful voice stopped ringing painfully in his ears Vincent was more determined than ever to pull someone's voicebox out.
when look he casts at Kit over his proposition was perhaps the most baleful expression a human face could withstand before contorting itself out of existence. when he speaks, he can't keep the sulk out of his voice.]
Not for that.
[but clearly whatever had been happening just moments before was irrevocably finished. even in his inebriated state he could easily sense that there was no going back now.
even so...he was actually pretty hungry. Kit's fridge had produced a poor yield, liquor aside. the idea of vacuuming up a couple grills' worth of meat was more than a little tempting; despite his having already turned the invitation down, he begins slowly getting up off the couch.]
no subject
when look he casts at Kit over his proposition was perhaps the most baleful expression a human face could withstand before contorting itself out of existence. when he speaks, he can't keep the sulk out of his voice.]
Not for that.
[but clearly whatever had been happening just moments before was irrevocably finished. even in his inebriated state he could easily sense that there was no going back now.
even so...he was actually pretty hungry. Kit's fridge had produced a poor yield, liquor aside. the idea of vacuuming up a couple grills' worth of meat was more than a little tempting; despite his having already turned the invitation down, he begins slowly getting up off the couch.]