No way you can deny, you feel the most alive when you are terrified
Leaving Koa to it, Kaisel swaps over to Hawthorn 's shoulder, a bright laugh chiming free at the question. "C'mon now," he says with disbelief, an elbow firing out towards the other man's ribs. "Wouldn't dream of betting on anyone other than family. Not that Koa has bull riding experience....to my knowledge, but he's for sure got this in the bag. I mean, dude's more cut than a kid's snowflake craft. His abs could massage your hand just running down 'em, so he's gotta be able to hang on with that. Don't even get me started on how many times he's held me down with those legs, grip's a vice, and his arms practically deserve their own names at this point." Kaisel could easily go on all day glazing Koa like a Krispy Kreme donut, but he stops with another sigh as he sees something in the crowd again.
"Hang on, will ya?" he asks before leaning down and stripping off his socks one by one. With his dogs fully out now, socks wadded up and stuffed in each front jean pocket, he continues on with a barefoot stride like nothing out of the ordinary just occurred. "Let's grab some seats before all the good ones fill up," he advises, hand propping up on his forehead against the glare as he squints around. "Lemme just grab my wi-iiiine drunk girlfriend first, he laughs, the nerves making the sound a little too quick, a little too high. Fucking close one.
He spots Flora not far from where he'd left her, so directs him and Thorn that way. Stepping off Thorn's side to lean in to Flora before they all get too close, he embraces her for a cheek kiss, which disguises the quick whisper he offers. "You're drunk." It's precise with command before he steps back and pivots with a broad grin to Thorn. "Show time!"
4/6 clothes
Standing with Flora and Hawthorn
"Hang on, will ya?" he asks before leaning down and stripping off his socks one by one. With his dogs fully out now, socks wadded up and stuffed in each front jean pocket, he continues on with a barefoot stride like nothing out of the ordinary just occurred. "Let's grab some seats before all the good ones fill up," he advises, hand propping up on his forehead against the glare as he squints around. "Lemme just grab my wi-iiiine drunk girlfriend first, he laughs, the nerves making the sound a little too quick, a little too high. Fucking close one.
He spots Flora not far from where he'd left her, so directs him and Thorn that way. Stepping off Thorn's side to lean in to Flora before they all get too close, he embraces her for a cheek kiss, which disguises the quick whisper he offers. "You're drunk." It's precise with command before he steps back and pivots with a broad grin to Thorn. "Show time!"
4/6 clothes
Standing with Flora and Hawthorn
Kaisel
I'm a daredevil on the highway to hell
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
