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"Ugh- Stop biting that god damn lip of yours already!" (OxO) (GaY-) (Closed; feel free to stalk.)

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Mason huffed. "Call me princess again, barney- See what happens~" He teased.

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Connor growled. "Call me Barney one more goddamn time and I'll punch your lights out," he said, raising his fist in the air just to slam it down onto the table.

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. "Not my fault you died your hair purple, idiot." He said, leaning over and sticking his tongue out.

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Connor scoffed, crossing his arms again. "You're lucky I know you well, or else I would've actually punched you by now." he mumbled, and snapped his fingers, hoping to alert the bartender. He didn't wanna deal with this anymore, so drinking is his best bet to getting out of this conversation.

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Mason snickered. "Yeah, yeah, I love you too~" He said, smirking as he rested his hands under his chin.
(I gtg shortly- like- soon as heccin hecc-)

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The bartender walked by, sighing. "What would you like?"

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"Scotch whiskey." Connor replied, clearly looking rather tired. "What are you havin'?" he asked Mason, looking over at him.
(yiKes.)

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"The strongest you got-" He looked up at the bartender, who nodded, and slid the whiskey and Spirytus, before Mason grinned. "Wow, they do know me." He muttered.

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Connor chugged the whiskey, and slammed the glass down onto the table, almost breaking it. "Ohcrap-" He yelped, checking to make sure the glass didn't crack.

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Mason downed the whole thing in one go, groaning after he set it on the counter, smirking. "Ah, thats better." He muttered, already feeling woozy.

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Connor could see that Mason seemed to be getting drunk, and started scorching his seat away. "Nope. Nope. NOPE–"

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Mason glared at him.
"Pussy-" He laughed. "I'm not that drunk-"

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"OhISwearToGodDidYouJustCallMeA-" Connor said, gradually raising his voice. "I'm so gonna kill you you little punk-ass motherfu-"

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Mason laughed. "Oh my god- Your so cute-" He snorted, not knowing what he just said.

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Connor's face turned slightly pink, but he still kept his angry tone. "S-shut uP–" he yelled, not realizing he stuttered.

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Mason grinned. "No, adorable suits you better~" He purred, now laughing.

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"I'm so gonna rip your guts out—" he shouted, but he was lying. I mean, he probably would, but not now. He's starting to feel a little tipsy.

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"Mm- I love you too~" He giggled, revealing his fangs as his eyes sparkled with mischief.

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Connor called for the bartender, ordering another whiskey, hiccuping quietly as he spoke.

(dammit he's addicted now somebody stop hiM-)

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Mason paused. "Man, you might wanna slow down- Your gonna get drunk and do bAd shit-" The bartender slid another one over.

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"-hic- I dOn'T cAaArRe…" he slurred, chugging the whiskey right after he finished his sentence. Now Connor was getting REAL tipsy, and it could be seen by the look on his face.

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Mason sighed. "Oh my god-" He said, before taking the whiskey away. "Maybe- maybe we should get you home-" He muttered.

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"BuT i wAnT -hic- aNoThEr -hic- wHiSkEy…" he muttered, his words even more slurred now.

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Mason huffed. "No, lets go." He muttered, dragging him by the hands out, and hopped in his car. "That was like your- 5th shot? Yeah, no, we need to go." He muttered, starting the car and locking the doors.

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Connor laughed widly and drunkenly. "B-buT t-tHe wHiSkEy…" he began to whine, scratching the window like a trapped animal.

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Mason growled a bit, now annoyed. He grabbed Connor's face and looked up at him, tilting his head to where the two locked eyes. "Shut. The. Fuck. UpP-" He hissed, letting go of him and driving away, with a giggle.

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Connor whimpered, and hushed himself up. But he still mumbled stuff to himself either way.

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Once they got home, Mason was just a little tipsy, managing to shake the feeling off, as he grabbed Connor's hand, taking him to the living room and sighing, laying down on the couch. The doors and windows were locked, due to kidnappers, catnappers, etc-

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Connor scratched the doors and windows, trying to get out so he can get himself more whiskey. This was followed by an odd series of hiccups.

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Mason huffed. "Oh, stop whining." he hissed.
(gtg-)