( listen, sometimes--one just has to invite themselves over to someone else's place and find a good excuse to do so. and this seemed reasonable. he told drake ten minutes, and it's a little closer to 15 before he's rapping his knuckles against the door frame and leaning back on his heels, a hand shoved down into his pocket while he waits until drake opens the door. )
Yo. ( light and easy, as he offers them both a grin and lets himself into the apartment. gestures back towards ephemera once he's passed him to get inside. )
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Yo. ( light and easy, as he offers them both a grin and lets himself into the apartment. gestures back towards ephemera once he's passed him to get inside. )
You've got shit in your hair.