White Tiger Mask
They look up as they hear footsteps, glancing over to see a gold lion mask with giant feathered cheeks. They hadn't been expecting someone to approach them, much less talk to them. And was that...a pickup line? Their brain froze, static in their ears as they tried to process the situation.
After a moment they cleared their throat, "Um..no? I don't do friends. And I'm not having sex with you." They reach behind them and grab the first thing that they can, a pastry. Shoving it in their mouth, their cheeks burn. Why did they just say that?? it was true, but still. Damn it all, this was why they avoided people. People meant obligations and fake friendships. And weird guys in lion masks flirting with you and eyeing you like the snack that you most definitely are not.
They look up as they hear footsteps, glancing over to see a gold lion mask with giant feathered cheeks. They hadn't been expecting someone to approach them, much less talk to them. And was that...a pickup line? Their brain froze, static in their ears as they tried to process the situation.
After a moment they cleared their throat, "Um..no? I don't do friends. And I'm not having sex with you." They reach behind them and grab the first thing that they can, a pastry. Shoving it in their mouth, their cheeks burn. Why did they just say that?? it was true, but still. Damn it all, this was why they avoided people. People meant obligations and fake friendships. And weird guys in lion masks flirting with you and eyeing you like the snack that you most definitely are not.
