damon

Damon Blue Odd jobber. Temp. Don't ask. Smoker, drinker & other things. He/him, hetero, (n)sfw. Sometimes crack, sometimes lit.

@adorexmejihae @mxyfairs Smh he's probably engrossed in some footie bets shit or jerking it off on some work finance shit

@mxnthxol @mxyfairs i am looking for him too

Wya @mxyfairs

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@mxyfairs The hit came fast and settled faster — that warm electric creep behind his eyes he’d stopped trying to describe to people who hadn’t felt it. His head tipped back slow, shoulders dropping. “There it is.” He said it to no one in particular.

@mxyfairs He waited his turn, unhurried, one arm draped lazy over the back of the couch. When Michael leaned back he moved forward, same familiar motion, same surface. Clean and practiced. No thought behind it anymore, just routine. +

his left hand scrubs across his face, the other barely keeping a lit cigarette dangling from the tips of his fingers. of all the people to have around on a saturday night, and it’s damon… always damon…

Not a girl but I can be your friend

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@mxyfairs He was already reaching into his pocket. “When do I not.” Baggie out, easy and familiar, like it was nothing. He rolled it out neat on the surface between them. “Sort ourselves out then hit Soho Noir after?”

@mxyfairs The elbow nudge pulled him out of his thoughts. He looked over at Michael, took one last pull before stubbing it out against the ashtray, the corner of his mouth curving slow. +

@mxyfairs He took another pull, the menthol cooling the back of his throat, something in him sharpening awake. Eyes a little brighter when they found Michael’s. “Busy night then. You need me anywhere?”

@mxyfairs “Qatar and Switzerland?” He scoffed, flicking ash. “Man, no one’s putting money on Haiti.” His eyes stayed on the screen, scrolling lazy. “Brazil and Morocco’s the one though, innit. Easy money that.” +

@mxyfairs He exhaled lazily at the shrug. “Footie bets.” He let the words sit for a second, eyes already dropping to his phone. “Which matches? I’ve got a feeling about tonight.”

@mxnthxol his free hand scratches at the skin beneath his jaw as he thinks for a moment. “you checked the odds for tonight’s matches?”

@mxyfairs Hehe

@mxnthxol fuckin What?

@mxyfairs u r so quick what the fuck

@mxyfairs U eippy?

@mxnthxol they’ll call the coppers straight after.

@mxyfairs “Expensive?” He scoffed, dropping into the nearest seat. He took a long drag before finishing the thought. “Take it out of the next job.” Smoke left his lips slow. “You heard back from the boss yet?”

@mxnthxol his eyes narrow. “you’re lucky i even let you in,” he mutters, but there’s no real venom behind it – more like an aggressive hidden fondness curated by years spent around one another. his chin tips in the direction of the pack. “those are getting more expensive, by the way.”