☯ Sweetheart I'm here for you. To see your pretty face.. I'd defy all the stars. To capture your embrace... ☯
Angelique wiped away the blood on her face with the back of her hand, hesitantly holding out the strange ball. He had agreed. But he seems so sad... Maybe she should just tell him to forget about her request? No! It was too late for that. She had what she wanted, so she should be happy. Right? She should be excited that her beloved was going to propose to her and that they will get married.. But all she felt was a sense of regret. Her chest hurt and his words echoed in her mind over and over. What had she done? She was supposed to protect her loved ones, but all she had done is drive him away and hurt him. At the mention of Raphael, Angelique visibly winced. She was Raphael. And he couldn't know that. He already despised her enough already. But she didn't know how to reverse the potions effects since she had stupidly forgotten about buying an antidote. "I... Uh... I-I... Have to go..." She said quickly, leaving the starball on a table as she backed away. She had to leave and buy another potion. Then she had to go home and pretend to be oblivious if Crevan kept his word and proposed. "You know him... As Angel..." She explained cautiously, hating the sound of her true name being spoken by the one she loves. It was a horrible name and all it did was remind her of her past mistakes. "I..." I didn't mean to hurt you... Angelique's Spanish accent was gone and replaced by her normal accent. She quickly fled the establishment. Angelique left to go to the store she had visited earlier, stopping only once to throw up. Being emotionally pained often made her do that. Although last time she had felt this tormented, she had contracted a fever and was hospitalised. Angelique obviously hadn't realised that she was still wearing Crevan's sweater. EXIT
☯ Sweetheart I'm holding out. Sweetheart we're pulling through.. Sweetheart I'm reaching out. Only to get to you.. ☯
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OOC: Poor Crevan! Even I think Angel's being a jerk. T^T
He stood idly by as she left his starball on the table. The small purple flicker shone dimly within the orb, the dark aura emitted by the gem reflected what he felt. Despair, humiliation and hurt. He despised that gem of his. It holds the terror of his past. It acted as a reminded of his sinful act. His murder and although he had been forgiven, he couldn't move on from the tragedy. He didn't bother casting a glance her way as she stumbled out of the establishment but before she left, she mentioned a name. A name he hated to the point it made him feel revolted. Angel. His body shook tremendously. That man. That desperate son of a b***h. The fox gritted his teeth, feeling the anger surface within him once more. If only he hadn't bumped into that model. If only he had left him alone. None of this would have happen, he wouldn't have to experience this again. Crevan took a hold of his starball and dragged his lifeless body out of the establishment. He couldn't care less about the people who heard the commotion in Bookworm's. He couldn't care less if he gets fired tomorrow but right now, the only thing he needs right now was Vixen. He needed to get home to her. He needed her embrace. He needed her comfort, just like how she had been there for him the last time something like this happened.
He wanted to disappear. He felt utterly disgusted. People disgusted him. He couldn't believe what sort of things they'd do to get the things they want.
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You loved him like a mouthful of whiskey. He numbed your lips, as well as your heart.
~✰`★ ~ ☄Casey walked into work. His eyes still felt heavy, and his heart was empty. He couldn't hear Pedri, he couldn't feel him... But he knew he was there, he was just hiding. Despite having complete knowledge on this he still felt so isolated, and stupid. How could he let himself go like that. He shook his head, hoping that it would help clear his mind. It didn't. He looked around the workplace, Benjamin was nowhere in sight which was odd. The last few days the kid was in before him. Maybe it was his day off or something. That was good. Maybe it best he not be around people right now. He was emotional, he felt like he was going crazy. He took a long sip of his heavily spiked coffee, it burned going down his throat both because it was hot and because it was a strong vodka. He hoped this would work, that his tolerance would have dropped. he hadn't drank enough to get shitfaced in a while. That's all he wanted right now. Casey took another sip of his coffee and set it down on the counter and walked behind the wooden desk. He stood and stared off into nothingness for a few moments. Looking not seeing, listening not hearing, mind blank. Every thought he brought up he forced back down, though it wasn't long till one pushed through. Casey frowned heavily and reached into his pocket pulling out his phone. He turned on the screen, the lock screen was a picture of Charlie. He stared down at the phone even long after the screen turned off. "Pedri?" He asked. His voice echoed around his room, echoed in his head. "What do you think would happen if... If I called one of them..." Casey asked. He was returned with silence and the feeling of emptiness became sickening. He turned on his phone and unlocked it clicking onto his contacts and scrolling few them. He hardly ever used the phone to make call or text people. He hasn't made many friends the few years he's been here. So not a lot has changed since he was 17. And sure enough the contacts where their. His mom and dad, boy- ex boyfriend and some of his friends. He stared down at the phone, breath hollow. He could feel the air going into and filling his lungs, he could feel the air leaving them. It was odd to feel everything so much, he just wanted to feel nothing at all. He swallowed hard, thinking of the kind of closer he'd get. Or maybe not closer but more questions to be left unanswered. He clicked on his ex boyfriends contact and stared at the call button. Everything was mixed, he wanted to but he was so scared. His tongue poked out and swipped across his bottom lip. he brought his lip in between his teeth and bit down when painful memories flooded to him. How cute Dio used to think his nervous habits were. How he'd always help Case work through his problems when Case had no idea where to start. For split second he felt ballzy and lifted his thumb to hit the call button but before he could actually hit it his hand opened and his phone fell out of his palm, hit the desk on it's fall and landed on the floor. "It hurts, Casey." The voice was quiet, sad. It sounded overused. Casey felt guilty and stayed still. He just put Pedri though a lot of emotional trauma, there was no need to do this. Once he felt in control of his body again he picked up the phone and placed it on the counter. He picked up the thermos and took another long sip of his "coffee" and decided to get some work done. So he walked down to the last aisle and started to organize and dust off book.☄ ~ ★`✰
And like bourbon he burned the whole way down.
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XXXXXXXXXXXXXX Single || 27 || FtM || usu || ❤-Heartbroken. ||Thought:I don't want to think.
You loved him like a mouthful of whiskey. He numbed your lips, as well as your heart.
~✰`★ ~ ☄Casey cleaned the entire store. Up and down and all around. He let out his anger this way... It was the safest way to vent. He walked back over to the counter to see Pedri sitting, very visible, in the chair. He looked... Stained. The black goop that had seeped out of him before was blotchy on his body and smeared under his eyes like war paint. The two males stared, silent, they had nothing to say. Casey picked up his coffee and drank down most of it. He moved the cup away from his lips so he could breathe and downed the rest. Pedri stared down at his hands which were a jet black instead of a stunning purple. His eyes seemed so dim, no longer glowing. Casey felt guilt flood him, more then it was already. He hated it, it made him feel sticky and sick. He reached into his pocket and unscrewed the flask taking a long drag from it. He started feeling the slightest of buzzes coming on, and he greeted it. He needed it. today was worse than most of his day. He couldn't deal with it. Not today. He closed the flask and put it away, Pedri was staring at him now. "I do not like it when you get drunk." He said, voice not quite but low in his throat. Casey couldn't find the words to say, though he didn't spend much time searching. So he just looked. "Do you remember what it was like to die, Pedri?" He asked, the shook his head, disregarding the question. "No, do you still... Take me back." Pedri looked up at him, he looked no different now. He stood, slowly, and walked over to Casey till he towered over him. Casey had to crane his neck to look into his eyes. Pedri glared down at him and disappeared leaving dragonflies in his wake. Casey took another long drag of his vodka, cringing as it burned its way to his belly. He placed it back in his pocket and walked into the back room. ☄ ~ ★`✰
And like bourbon he burned the whole way down.
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Camil had moved to Soleil a couple of days ago and today, he had finally finished unpacking the few final boxes of antique furniture. Finally able to head out and explore around town, the man paced down the narrow streets of his housing area. The long flight of stairs down was awfully tiring but it was the only housing area with houses that were seperated from one another, which makes it easier if he were to compose music late into the night. He wouldn't have to worry about disturbing the neighbours and he wouldn't have to worry about spending unnecessary money to sound proof his walls. He continued walking until his legs brought him to a nearby shopping district. He scanned the area, however, there was nothing interesting in sight. His world was made up of black and white. Everything seemed dull to him, until his gaze fell upon a sign that reads 'Bookworm's'. The curious man then pushed open the door into the establishment, taking a quick peek inside before entering. He was in the mood to grab a couple of books regarding music compositions and this store was the only place that seemed to grab his attention at the moment. He merely gave a nod of acknowledgement as one of the workers, according to his assumptions, had greeted him.
Louder. If only they'd speak louder.
He felt irritated though he knew it wasn't their fault to begin with. He's the one with hearing problems here. He casually made his way towards the music section and browsed through the bookshelf. One of the workers had asked if there was anything they can help with, but their words were ignored by Camil. Not on purpose, though. He simply couldn't hear unless they speak up or at least tap him by the shoulder to grab his attention. He furrowed his eyebrows, golden irises scanning across the book titles. Now, where is that musical composition book he's been looking for?
XXXXXXXXXXXXXX Single || 27 || FtM || usu || ❤-Heartbroken. ||Thought:I don't want to think.
You loved him like a mouthful of whiskey. He numbed your lips, as well as your heart.
~✰`★ ~ ☄Casey wasn't doing much in the back. He sat there, nursing his flask and staring off at the wall like it held secrets. His world was quiet, it was weird to not heard Pedri, feel him even. They've lived as one for 17 years now, been together all this time and for the first time there was a wall between them. It was like a giant wall in his mind that couldn't be broken, hell not even touched. It separated the two which made Casey feel impossibly lonely, more so than he had felt before. He heard talking coming from inside the store. A customer must have walked in. Casey looked down at his watch, they hadn't had a customer for a few hours now. He supposed he'd have to go do something about him. Casey closed his flask and tucked it away into his back pocket and wondered out by the front desk and for just a few moments watched the male. They seemed to be about the same age which held no importance, it was just an observation. Another worker, someone Casey didn't know well, asked the boy a question and when the customer didn't reply the worker left mumbling incoherently to themselves. Casey watched for just a few more sections. Maybe the male knew what he wanted already. There was no reason to intervene really. "Go." Pedri said, or maybe ordered, Case couldn't tell but the words made him feel warm. Casey walked over to the guy tapping him on his shoulder. "Excuse me, sir, would you like help finding something?" He said, looking his best to look... Well look not as tired as he was. He may only be working but first impressions were still something he liked to get right.☄ ~ ★`✰
And like bourbon he burned the whole way down.
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▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Camil FalkovDragonkin ❛I do think my story is very unique because having a partial disability, you are deemed by society as someone who is born to fail. This alone had made me more determined to succeed not just for myself but for the Deaf community as well.
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He frowned and what seemed like centuries of looking for a particular book, the man was still stuck looking for his piano compositions. He picked up a particular book, one with the name 'C.R. Falkov' listed as one of the many composers. With that, he smiled though it had only lasted a split second until he felt someone tap him by the shoulder. He jumped in shock, grabbing the book just in time to stop it from falling out of his hands. A faint blush appearing on his cheeks from the small contact they had earlier though it faded just as quick as it had appeared.
Camil's eyes flickered towards the man, unable to properly hear what has been said. His gaze fell upon the tag on his shirt, which he assumed are distributed to the employees in the establishment. Unable to perceive his message, confusion took over his features and Camil can only assume he was asking if he needed any help. It wasn't hard to tell from his features that this man has had a rough day. Camil certainly hoped that he isn't causing much trouble for him.
"I'm looking for Dan Coates Complete Advanced Piano Solos. I can't seem to find it." he answered. Camil isn't completely deaf, however, he needs the other party to speak up, and slower to allow him enough time to make out the message they're giving.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXX Single || 27 || FtM || usu || ❤-Heartbroken. ||Thought:I don't want to think.
You loved him like a mouthful of whiskey. He numbed your lips, as well as your heart.
~✰`★ ~ ☄Casey watched him jump when tapped and felt a little bad for having to scare the male. The guy blushed for maybe a split second and casey considered being a little handsy and doing it again. He pushed his thoughts aside. It was the alcohol, it made him crave contact. Which wasn't what he needed... well no that was exactly what he needed but it's not what he wanted at the moment. At least he thought so. The man's expression changed to one of confusion. Casey watched as golden eyes stared at him, studied him, flickered from his gaze to his shirt and back up.
"Why does he look so lost?" Casey asked himself. "And where have I seen it before?" His aunt! Casey had a aunt who was deaf in one ear.She needed you to talk slow or use sign languages to speak to her. Did he still remember any though? Roughly at most. After a quick examination the man answered Casey and Casey nodded. He decided to do both. "You're in the wrong aisle, it's the next one down, follow me i'll show you." He spoke slow and made sure to emphasize the letters his lips formed, and while he spoke he signed the words he knew which here 'next aisle over, I'll show you.' He had just cleaned the entire place top to bottom, he knew the book was somewhere down here. It was up on the top shelf he knew that much. Casey was lucky enough to be a 6 foot guy despite his... current situation. He look around and pulled up a stool, stepping down on it and skimming the titles on the spines of the books looking for the one his customer required. His eyes felt tired and sunken into his head, like they were trying to hide in the back of his skull. And his body seemed to shake now that he was no longer on the stable floor and instead on a stool with two legs longer than the third. He'd just have to hope that in his slightly buzzed state he could stay stable and not fall and make a mess of himself in front of his customer...
It took a little bit of looking but Casey found the book it's was almost exactly where he had thought it'd be. He leaned to the left to reach it. His fingers brushed against the book's spine and that only urged him to lean towards it more. If he hadn't had more vodka than coffee he'd just move the stool but no. Now he was feeling ballzy and so of course he got the book but the stool wabbled and he stood straight in an attempt to stabilize himself but instead he just fell backwards. His expression changed has he fell, but not to one of surprise as you'd expect. Instead he became comically deadpan with a mix of annoyed. He fell back, stool falling onto its side and him crashing into the bookshelf behind him. He looked up at the customer. "I'm sorry about this." He said, a little louder than he normally would so the man could hear him. Casey placed his hands on the floor and started to stand when a few books that were on the shelf he hit came down on him, 6 of them to be exact and two hit his head the others his shoulders and back. He sighed and ran a hand down his face. "Again, I'm sorry sir." He apologized, head now pulsing with pain. There goes his first impression.☄ ~ ★`✰
And like bourbon he burned the whole way down.
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▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Camil FalkovDragonkin ❛I do think my story is very unique because having a partial disability, you are deemed by society as someone who is born to fail. This alone had made me more determined to succeed not just for myself but for the Deaf community as well.
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Camil simply stared at the Casey in silence, until sudden realization dawn upon his expression. The man stood idly, wondering what it was that triggered such reaction out of him. His golden irises widened, and his tensed facial features softened noticably upon noticing the other party speaking in sign language. It wasn't entirely necessary but it felt comforting knowing that they had put in the effort to ease the communication. "..thank you." he spoke softly and managed a smile, his shy nature showing through his cold, aloof facade. Gently placing the book back to where it belonged, he quietly nodded and followed behind him to the next aisle. Camil didn't think there would be anyone who knew sign language in the area but after coming across someone who does, it made him feel much more at ease.
Camil stood aside, golden irises flickering beneath the raven locks of his as he watched the man retrieve the book from the highest part of the shelf.
Will he be alright on his own? What if he stumbles?
Millions of thoughts flashed through his mind as he tugged against the edge of his shirt fabric out of sheer nervousness. He held his breath, his heart skipping a beat everytime the stool shook. His eyes widened as the man leaned further left, to the point it appeared as if it was about to fall out of its socket. He knew if he leaned any further, he would stumble. "It's alright- I can retrieve it on my own-" he slowly moved to his side in attempt to support the stability of the stool, however, he was a little too slow and by the time he tried to catch Casey, he too, had lost balance, ramming into the bookshelf. His mind went blank, his brain unable to process what happened, so instead, he laid on the ground, looking utterly confused and dumbfounded. It was until the man apologized that Camil had finally came to his senses, the small throbbing pain in his arm snapping him back to reality. He propped himself up on his elbow and his gaze flickered over towards Casey, just in time to witness the books that came raining down upon the poor employee. He winced at the sight and silently stared at the man, wondering if he was alright. A soft chuckle could be heard after his second apology, though Camil's voice was barely audible. He stood up and dusted himself off before he went over to Casey, helping the man get up on his two feet. He hissed in pain, noticing the cut he received on his finger. He supposed he had received it from the fall earlier. A minor injury is enough to affect a musician's performance in general, and a minor cut is no exception.
He picked up the books scattered across the floor and placed it back into the shelf before the turned towards Casey once more, holding his desired book in his hand. He waved it in the air and managed yet another small smile, "Thank you for the help. This is exactly what I had needed. Are you alright?"
Out.Of.Crocodiles: oh don't worry hurhur I'm sure I'll be the same if Pokemon Go launches in my country- //creii And btw- WHO THE HELL DEADPANS THEIR EXPRESSION WHEN THEY FALL ROFL emotion_0A0
XXXXXXXXXXXXXX Single || 27 || FtM || usu || ❤-Heartbroken. ||Thought: This guy is really nice.
You loved him like a mouthful of whiskey. He numbed your lips, as well as your heart.
~✰`★ ~ ☄Casey got hurt, but he was fine. He's hurt himself many ways worse than this. Pain was close to nothing to him, it was simple. Something hurt and then it didn't. He was great at masking it, great at hiding it and shoving it aside. He was just way too edgy for it. So him getting hurt in this incident was really no big deal at all but his customer falling as well. That was no bueno. The guy helped him up and Casey watched him hiss. Casey frowned. Casey went to get the books off the floor but he was beat to it by the man. Despite the pain he was in Casey's customer smiled while holding the book he had intent to keep. The man thanked Case and asked if he was alright. Casey almost subconsciously lifted his hand to the back of his head his index and middle finger pressing down on the small bump there. He closed one eye and winced in pain. He quickly moved his hand away. "Just a bump." He said. "Though, let me see your hand." He said it like he was asking but before the male could respond Case gently took his hand and looked down at his cut finger. It was nothing to bad but still it activated his Mom Mode™. "Here, in the back we have a first aid kit, I'll get you a bandaid." He said, and with it he spoke with his hands as well. 'Band Aids in the back, just a moment.' He hoped it wasn't too confusion, his limited sign language made it hard to say exactly what he could with his mouth. Either way he went back into the back room, walking quickly, and picked up the first aid kit and brought it to the counter opening it and looking for what he needed.☄ ~ ★`✰
And like bourbon he burned the whole way down.
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▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Camil FalkovDragonkin ❛I do think my story is very unique because having a partial disability, you are deemed by society as someone who is born to fail. This alone had made me more determined to succeed not just for myself but for the Deaf community as well.
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Camil frowned, knowing that Casey was in pain when he pressed his finger against the back of his head. With that hard of an impact, it's impossible not to hurt at all. "An injury is still an injury no matter how small it is." he blatantly stated. Camil was always concerned about injuries no matter how small they are. He once disregarded a minor cut on his finger and it swelled up after it was left untreated, costing him his performance. However, before he was able to speak of Casey's injury any further, the man had taken his hand into his and inspected his cut. He quickly retracted his hand and lowered his head, and eventhough his face was partially covered, it wasn't hard to tell that his cheeks were flushed fifty shades of red. He simply nodded, irises hidden underneath the thick lashes of his downcast eyes. Camil had only ever wore fingerless gloves since his main concern was his palm. His fingers were hardly ever injured, except for this unexpected situation that took place today. However, now, Camil was already considering if he should purchase a full covered glove.
"If sign language is a little confusing for you-.. I can lip read well enough as long as you don't speak too fast." he stated after noticing the small struggle to form a complete sentence with his hands. He tapped his finger against his hearing aids, too, "I have my hearing aids to help me when sign language fails." He stood by the counter and flipped through the pages of the book, enchanted by the music scores within. His eyes glistened and there was a small shift in his demeanor. He can't wait to play it, to enjoy every single notes with each and every fibre of his body but at the moment, a sense of guilt prodded him in the back of his mind after recalling the small bump behind Casey's head.
"I'm very sorry for causing you such trouble."
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XXXXXXXXXXXXXX Single || 27 || FtM || usu || ❤-Distracted. ||Thought: This guy's pretty cute.
You loved him like a mouthful of whiskey. He numbed your lips, as well as your heart.
~✰`★ ~ ☄Casey considered the man's words. An injury is an injury no matter how small. He supposed they were good words of advice though Casey had a hard time taking care of himself. Others he was great, the smallest smudge of dirt of someone's face and he suggest a shower. A drop in someone's voice and he offers a cough drop. But when it came to him he just couldn' find it in himself to care. He'd do what's necessary and he has great hygiene but when it comes to things like doctor appointments he just does not schedule them. His excuse before was lack of funds but now it was... well lack of caring. His whole strategy was hopefully I don't die. Hell his life motto might as well be 'If I don't bring up this problem I don't have to acknowledge it.'... Dionicio used to hate that mentality. Casey shook his head and drew his attention to his customer who was speaking again. Casey Listened as he dug through the first aid kit. "I see... Well, what's easier for you. I just- I haven't used sign language in a while so I'm a little dusty but give me like two day and I'll be back on track." He explained. He understood the man was trying to make Casey's life a little easier but Casey felt that was backwards. He was sure this customer got people daily who spoke to him carelessly. Plus, Case had no problem catering to the needs of others.
Casey found what he wanted. An alcohol wipe, a bandaid and some neosporin. He closed the kit and looked up at his customer in almost shock. "No, this isn't your fault, it's mine for being so-" Buzzed. "So reckless in the first place. And for that carelessness I apologize." He said, opening the wipe package and cleaning the males finger. "My names Casey, by the way." He tossed the things to the side to be thrown in the trash later and opened up the band aid. "You know..." He started, blue eyes flashing up to look at the male then back down at the bandage as he applied neosporin to the cotton padding. "My shifts about over. If-If you'd like I can take you out and make up for this inconvenience." He felt his cheeks redden just a little, a small and gentle shade of pink on his rough and tired face. He placed the bandage over the cut on the male's finger and swept the items into the trash. Pedri didn't say anything but Casey felt him become uncomfortable and tense. Casey pushed it aside and looked up, awaiting a response.☄ ~ ★`✰
And like bourbon he burned the whole way down.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2016 7:46 pm
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Camil FalkovDragonkin ❛I do think my story is very unique because having a partial disability, you are deemed by society as someone who is born to fail. This alone had made me more determined to succeed not just for myself but for the Deaf community as well.
Hence my motto in life is to live a purpose driven life, be an example to the lost in the world and to leave a legacy.❜ ▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
○I'm feeling Indifferent ●I'm speaking to Casey at the moment. ○I'm currently wearing leather weather. ●I have $200 on me and $800 stashed in the bank. ○I currently have feelings for no one.
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Camil fell silent, half irritated and half relieved over the question he asked. The latter won out. It took him quite a while as he contemplated his question and after a solid minute, the tan skinned male answered:
"I don't know. Honestly, I.. don't get to talk much." Sign language? Lip reading? To be honest, he didn't know which was easier. He stopped communicating with others altogether and the others didn't bother to communicate with him, either. Throughout his high school, university, he was a lone wolf and other than the lecturers, he was alone. Save the few people who actually made the effort to speak to him. So when he was struck with such a question, he didn't know how to answer simply because he doesn't have much of a chance to socialize. He didn't speak any further after that. Camil only lifted his right hand, in a flathand and placed his fingers against his lips, then moving it forward and down towards Casey. Thank you, it meant.
He shook his head, "It's alright, really. You were great help." he answered. He averted his gaze from Casey, and focused on the ground instead. He wasn't one to get touchy with people and usually, he'd avoid it as best he could. He was usually made fun of because of how easily he blushed even at the slightest touch. He could feel his features slowly heating up, and the skin where he touched burned. "C-Camil. My name is Camil." he answered nervously. "Um- would you mind repeating your name?" asked the man as he reached forth and placed his fingers gently against Casey's throat. Names were quite the pain and it usually took him a couple of tries to get it right. The alcohol felt comfortably cool to the touch as it was applied to his finger. His golden irises shot upwards, however, he missed what was being said. His gaze fixed itself upon his lips, just in case he had decided to speak once more, and he did. His eyes widened, mostly out of surprise. He hesitated, however. He had gotten the book he wanted and he was dying to give the musical scores a whirl but seeing how the man had asked with such sincerity in his gestures, Camil figured it wouldn't be too bad to hang out with someone once in a while. Plus, he, too, had to repay Casey for showing such kindness. There was one thing he missed. Camil was unable to witness the blush spreading across Casey's features.
"If it's alright with you, I'd like to familiarize with the area. I just moved here two days ago."
Out.Of.Crocodiles: //writes complaint letter //gets banned instead //creii
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You loved him like a mouthful of whiskey. He numbed your lips, as well as your heart.
~✰`★ ~ ☄The guy didn't know which one was easier for him? That was a little sad really. Casey frowned a little at the thought of it. How distant from others he must have been to not even know which one he works better. Though Casey supposed he could get it. When he first moved here he was so scared to make any kind of content with anyone. He was afraid of gaining people in fear of losing them. "Well, then I guess I have to use both until you figure it out." Casey said, giving the male a smile. He had no problem doing this, it didn't come as any inconvenience to him, he just hoped he wouldn't forget.
The man, Camil, seemed pretty uncomfortable with all the touching. Case made sure to make note of it and to not be so touchy touchy. He was a little weird with it to but more when people touched his biceps or chest. It's an old fear. Every since he got on Testosterone and started working out his arms were bigger and chest smaller but still the irrational fear of people finding out and rejecting him for it... He couldn't bear the idea of it. Camil asked for Casey to repeat his name and he placed his fingers on Case's throat. His eyes grew just a little wider with surprise and the touch lit up his face a little, like he suddenly wasn't as tired. His emotions became mixed. His mind a rush, wanting to both reject and accept the touch. It's been so long yet after the events of this morning it was startling. He swallowed and licked his lips as if to let the words easily slip past them. He opened his mouth and spoke again. "Casey, you can call me Case though, if you'd like." He spelled out his name with his hands, not knowing how to say it. He knew how to say his birth name but he never learned this one so for sake of a better way he spelled it out.
Case distracted himself with checking out the book for Camil, sliding it back to him. "Well of course it's alright, I did offer didn't I?" Casey said with a teasing tone and a playful smile. He looked down at his watch. It was a little late, but nothing too bad, it's not like he sleeps anyways. He looked back at the book then back up at Camil. "Do you play? I myself dabble in the piano a little." Casey explained. Maybe Camil could give him some tips considering he didn't know all that much.☄ ~ ★`✰
And like bourbon he burned the whole way down.
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