𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒

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MISFIRES

a rambunctious duo in salt has stuck their nose where they shouldn't and now you can all reap the rewards! this is a MISFIRES meme. post a header for your character, and receive accidental texts from your local saltburntian guests. nudes, nasties, confessions of a certain persuasion? things you'd otherwise never write or send? they're all on the table. (meme threads aren't game canon, but they're not not game canon either, right)

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[chokedout]

wanna guess what mood im in right now

[mygoodsir]

Cum?

[chokedout]

"cum find out" was gonna be my punchline, yeah

[mygoodsir]

That's quite good, actually.

[chokedout]

so are you gonna come?
or are you gonna cum

[mygoodsir]

I'm old. I'll come.

[chokedout]

if you come, i'll cum & you'll cum

[mygoodsir]

You're very charming.

I'm not sure who the hell you are.

[chokedout]

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now u

[mygoodsir]

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[chokedout]

oh, hello

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[mygoodsir]

You're a gorgeous thing, aren't you?

[chokedout]

wanna get a closer loooook?

[mygoodsir]

Very much.

[chokedout]

well then come find me at [room #]

unless you're shy ♥

[mygoodsir]

My porn tape has circulated. Seems silly to be shy.

Be there in five.

[chokedout]

oh, we've got a professional on our hands huh?
i'll be waaaaaiting

[mygoodsir]

Hardly.
Good.

[He doesn't rush, but he sure doesn't saunter either.

Knock knock.]

[chokedout]

[Unlike a certain other twink whose room is a complete and total disaster, Teddie's is much neater - there are some stacks of books and art supplies on the fringes, but they're much less used than other things like his cigarettes, coke stash and SLR camera. His room isn't covered in art and expression like his alternative self, too. It's default but with the promise of flair... eventually.

He answers the door in nothing but a little silk robe, raising his brows and giving a two-tone whistle.]

Hello there. Don't you look delicious.

[mygoodsir]

I believe you stole my line, young man.

[It's summer, so he's not quite in full English Professor mode. Linen trousers, a button up that's not fully buttoned up so that some hair peeks out.

He smiles softly.]

[chokedout]

Well then, come on in. I'll let you have a taste if you let me?

[Theo is charmed by the opportunity to charm, and also knowing he still isn't lacking in his ability to hook a one nighter easily.]

Want a drink? I've got a bar cart over there.

[mygoodsir]

Love one. I'll have what you're having.

[Harry enters and looks around. He's naturally curious about people, so snooping a little is second nature to him.]

Before we get too friendly, please tell me you're of voting age and your parents aren't here.

[chokedout]

[Teddie goes on over to pour two drinks, tapping his finger over each bottle's lid until he settles on (blindly) some dark liquor. He pours, and then looks back over his shoulder at Harry with a smile and a half-laugh.]

Yes and yes. And, of course, as few strings attached as you'd fancy.

[Will they even remember each other's name tomorrow?]

[mygoodsir]

Thank God.

[Harry smiles, which does wonders for his looks even if it shows off the net of wrinkles around his eyes.]

I've not made the most intelligent choices on this holiday. Enjoyable, but not intelligent.

[chokedout]

[Teddie comes back over to him, putting a drink in his hand and cheersing his own off of it before taking a sip. His other hand comes up to touch the v of exposed skin on Harry's chest, toying the next button loose in a gentle, flirty way.]

Well then, we'll call tonight an intelligent choice. Exactly what you need or want and nothing more - what is that, anyway? Just some fun, before splitting ways? Fake names? No names?