{M} god CAN'T hear YOU life WILL fight YOU
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Sebastian chuckled at the lanky musician. The way he had jumped up had been pretty comical, but at least he didn't seem annoyed about the unusual greeting Sebastian had seen fit to bestow upon his person. The Italian sauntered over to the front of the couch, grinning widely at the startled musician.

"I intended to," he rebuffed smoothly, hips swinging a bit more than strictly necessary. Idly, he wondered how high Jacinto was. It was hard to tell. He didn't have much experience with drugs. He seemed sensible enough, if a bit giggly. And friendly.

"I'd love to." Sebastian's grin flashed wider. The foxy male leaned in for a hug from the Spaniard, wrapping his arms around Cinto's torso in a tight hug and nuzzling his face into the taller male's chest. Without letting go, he pushed the Spaniard back onto the couch and curled up beside him to lean against his side.

[b]"Anything new in you life?" the Italian enquired mildly, as though pushing people on couches and snuggling up to them was nothing unusual. And really, it wasn't.


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