“Quick, take my hand, it’s urgent!” (whispers-of-change)

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

@whispers-of-change

She nodded. “Mhmm. That’s kind of amazing. I’d never be able to do that, I’d be so afraid to even try to open up my computer. I’d be so afraid of breaking it and messing everything up,” she said, her voice a soft sigh. “That’s honestly so impressive that you can do that.”

Carlos chuckled. “Well, I understand that fear. And it’s a
good one to have – it makes you cautious. But if your computer every needs a
good dusting, I’m your man. I can take those things apart with my eyes closed.
Metaphorically – not literally.”

A mischievous grin spread across her face. “Ya know, it’d be a hell of a stunt to see you do it with your eyes closed,” she joked. “I know that I’d be impressed, at least. But I’ll keep that in mind, thank you,” she added softly.

Carlos laughed. “Maybe my own computer,” he said with a
smile. “Um… so, what about you? What are your hobbies?”

“Uh… Well, really the whole tea thing was kind of a hobby I turned into a business. But… I suppose… Well recently I’ve started to try taking up painting. It’s nothing too impressive, just kinda me messing around with cheap supplies from the store,” she shrugged, sitting back in her seat a bit.

Carlos smiled. “Well, that’s how all great passions start –
with something small, right?” he asked. “I mean, I started making rain gauges
when I was a kid.”

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*he
chuckled slightly* honestly, i don’t know what’ll do.. but i-it’s more…
i don’t really want to go outside ? *he lowers his voice* t-their
always outside..

They? Who’s they?

* he glances at the floor, muttering* the.. shadow people…

The… shadow people… uh, okay. Um, Max? Has there been a mysterious fog that appeared that you know of? One that turns people into shadows, perhaps? *he hasn’t seen anything but he wondered if it was the same event from Night Vale.*

f-fog? *he thinks for a minute before shaking his head* not that i know of… why?

Oh. It’s just… never mind, then – it’s not important. So…
the shadow people you see… are they harmful?

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*he
chuckled slightly* honestly, i don’t know what’ll do.. but i-it’s more…
i don’t really want to go outside ? *he lowers his voice* t-their
always outside..

They? Who’s they?

* he glances at the floor, muttering* the.. shadow people…

The… shadow people… uh, okay. Um, Max? Has there been a mysterious fog that appeared that you know of? One that turns people into shadows, perhaps? *he hasn’t seen anything but he wondered if it was the same event from Night Vale.*

“Quick, take my hand, it’s urgent!” (whispers-of-change)

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

@whispers-of-change

She nodded. “Mhmm. That’s kind of amazing. I’d never be able to do that, I’d be so afraid to even try to open up my computer. I’d be so afraid of breaking it and messing everything up,” she said, her voice a soft sigh. “That’s honestly so impressive that you can do that.”

Carlos chuckled. “Well, I understand that fear. And it’s a
good one to have – it makes you cautious. But if your computer every needs a
good dusting, I’m your man. I can take those things apart with my eyes closed.
Metaphorically – not literally.”

A mischievous grin spread across her face. “Ya know, it’d be a hell of a stunt to see you do it with your eyes closed,” she joked. “I know that I’d be impressed, at least. But I’ll keep that in mind, thank you,” she added softly.

Carlos laughed. “Maybe my own computer,” he said with a
smile. “Um… so, what about you? What are your hobbies?”

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holy shyt, i’m nose has been bleed ing, what the ficmk

*gives him a paper towel* Here. Let’s get you some ice for that, buddy.

thanks.. *he holds the paper towel under his nose, still kinda shaking*

Is there ice in the mess hall? *takes the boy’s shoulder gently, ready to lead him*

i-i think so but.. *he looked at the opening of his tent* do we.. have to get it?

It’ll help stop the bleeding. Or… will it affect you adversely?
Sorry, for a second I forgot that you’re… um, not among the living anymore.

“Quick, take my hand, it’s urgent!” (whispers-of-change)

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

@whispers-of-change

She nodded. “Mhmm. That’s kind of amazing. I’d never be able to do that, I’d be so afraid to even try to open up my computer. I’d be so afraid of breaking it and messing everything up,” she said, her voice a soft sigh. “That’s honestly so impressive that you can do that.”

Carlos chuckled. “Well, I understand that fear. And it’s a
good one to have – it makes you cautious. But if your computer every needs a
good dusting, I’m your man. I can take those things apart with my eyes closed.
Metaphorically – not literally.”

I’d totally fuck you – a wasted thegravemistergraves

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*spits out a bit of Gigglewater* I… m-maybe we should get you home, buddy. He-he-he!

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Percival gives a small sigh. “Fine fine Carlos, lots go.” He set his glass on the counter.

Carlos signaled the bartender to close the tab and he gave a
couple extra Dragots as a tip. Once that was done he drank the last bit of his
Giggle-water and slid out of his seat. Snickering, he reached for Percival’s
arm.

“He—hee-hee! C-C’mon,
Mr Graves, let’s—heh-heh-heh! – Let’s
go!”

Percy is in the inbox -thegravemistergraves

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First three in my inbox get kisses 1/3

Carlos didn’t usually just go around kissing folks. But he was at least safe in the knowledge that Percival wouldn’t just punch him outright. Maybe.

Carlos gently touched the man’s arm to get his attention, and while Percival was turned toward him Carlos got up on his toes a bit and pressed a gentle – just a touch of the lips – kiss to the Director’s mouth.

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Percival finally sighed and just rolled his eyes. He reached forward; hand closing in the other’s shirt and tugged him forward into another kiss. 

For a split second Carlos thought that a punch was coming
after all. But when lips touched his he made a little noise and he kissed back,
humming very softly. God, he was such a dork. But it didn’t seem like Percival
minded too much. Carlos tried to relax and let him lead and take what he wanted.