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Feb. 22nd, 2017 05:57 pmFeb 14, 2017; later evening
Steve can't help but laugh a little as he walks with Agron back to his apartment. The party had been a wild success, he thinks, at least from his outsider's perspective. He's still feeling pleasant from the atmosphere, though he'd avoided the wine, and none of the cupid VIs had gotten him — but he'd seen people struck by petals and arrows alike, to differing effects.
He has his arm around Agron's waist, and he's glad the front of his uniform falls low enough, because Agron has been handsy for the last hour, and it's definitely having an effect on him. He's got his collar undone, revealing his left clavicle in an asymmetrical triangle. As they get to Steve's building, he finds his keys and gets them ready.
"How much did you have to drink?" he asks, more amused than anything. He's steadfastly ignoring that he'd seen Agron kiss another man, at least for now. He'll handle that later.
Steve can't help but laugh a little as he walks with Agron back to his apartment. The party had been a wild success, he thinks, at least from his outsider's perspective. He's still feeling pleasant from the atmosphere, though he'd avoided the wine, and none of the cupid VIs had gotten him — but he'd seen people struck by petals and arrows alike, to differing effects.
He has his arm around Agron's waist, and he's glad the front of his uniform falls low enough, because Agron has been handsy for the last hour, and it's definitely having an effect on him. He's got his collar undone, revealing his left clavicle in an asymmetrical triangle. As they get to Steve's building, he finds his keys and gets them ready.
"How much did you have to drink?" he asks, more amused than anything. He's steadfastly ignoring that he'd seen Agron kiss another man, at least for now. He'll handle that later.
