Hartley Rathaway 🎶 Pied Piper (
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WHO: Piper + Trickster
WHERE: The Frisky Nickel Bar in Heropa
WHEN: 7/18
WHAT: Piper needs a drink.
WARNINGS: Likely discussions of homophobia
[ After spending a significant portion of his morning having a difficult phone conversation, Piper decides that's nearly enough compassion for other people for one day, and there was nothing he had to do this afternoon that couldn't wait until after he'd recharged a little. He knows the Frisky Nickel won't be open for awhile yet, but he figures, even if James isn't around, he knows how to let himself in, and it's not like James would mind if he helps himself to a drink, right? It's not like James has never broken into anything of Piper's before.
It winds up ultimately a moot point, as the door is unlocked and the (mostly non-neon) lights are on, illuminating the empty bar. Or almost empty, as Piper spots what he hopes is James' legs sticking out from underneath the skeeball machine. ]
...James?
WHERE: The Frisky Nickel Bar in Heropa
WHEN: 7/18
WHAT: Piper needs a drink.
WARNINGS: Likely discussions of homophobia
[ After spending a significant portion of his morning having a difficult phone conversation, Piper decides that's nearly enough compassion for other people for one day, and there was nothing he had to do this afternoon that couldn't wait until after he'd recharged a little. He knows the Frisky Nickel won't be open for awhile yet, but he figures, even if James isn't around, he knows how to let himself in, and it's not like James would mind if he helps himself to a drink, right? It's not like James has never broken into anything of Piper's before.
It winds up ultimately a moot point, as the door is unlocked and the (mostly non-neon) lights are on, illuminating the empty bar. Or almost empty, as Piper spots what he hopes is James' legs sticking out from underneath the skeeball machine. ]
...James?
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[ He clears his throat delicately, and, with his hand cupped like he's about to share a secret (even though they're alone in the bar), he stage whispers: ]
Gobbling balls.
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[ He bursts into laughter, leaning back on the bar stool. ]
I should've seen that coming.