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[the_tailor]

[Lance looks...well. Like he hasn't quite slept well for a few days. There's a big bag of candy next to him, though a good chunk of it is already gone. The candy wrappers in the background by his bed tell enough of what's happened to them.]

So. Uh. That masquerade! Yeah, that was a heck of a time. It was great to meet so many of you there. Nothing like a good old party to bring people together, right?

[He pauses. Looks thoughtful. Pops another piece of candy in his mouth.]

Those masks were...really something. Some of them were magic, weren't they? Yeah, that was...fascinating. And stuff.

[Another piece of candy.]

...My stomach hurts.


[Text - Private to Hunk]

bro. buddy. dude.

I am in some serious shit right now.

help me.

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[poor_kid]

Looks like you got the haul of all hauls, but...shouldn't you be saving some of that sugar? I'm sure you're sweet enough. [ Really Kenny? Really? Welp, sorry Lance but you get an overly flirty guy. Really though he does look concerned, he knows it's never good to eat too much candy. Stuff'll make you sick. ]

[the_tailor]

[Wait a second, what.

Lance is supposed to be the one flirting with people. He can't remember the last time someone's actually literally flirted with him.

Why's it have to be now of all times? But no! He can't be off his game. It wouldn't be good for him to publicly show his current inner turmoil.]

Well, you know. A little extra can't hurt.

[poor_kid]

Maybe, but really...that shit can really mess you up. Trust me. [ Halloween was the only time he really got a lot of candy, he'd gorged himself on the stuff more times than he could count. ] I'd say take some pepto but I doubt we even have it here. Maybe some ginger tea? Friend back home used to swear by it.

[the_tailor]

Yeah, I remember enough Halloweens back home...

[Nope. Not getting homesick. Don't need that on top of everything.]

Does this place even have ginger tea?

[private]

[bigman]

besides an incredible blood sugar crash in a hour?

whats up, bro?

[poor_kid]

I'm sure there's at least some ginger in the kitchen you can steep into your own tea. Shouldn't be that hard right?

[ That's how tea works right? No? Maybe?

Oh well.

Don't worry Lance he's homesick too, he's been busy worrying about his sister back home and maybe not doing as much as he should around here. ]

[the_tailor]

okay so like

the masquerade a few days ago, I went to it, it was pretty awesome

tons of pretty people except most of them were taken so boo

but anyway the point is that some of the masks were magic and totally concealed your identity? which I didn't really know, well sort of figured it out but didn't think about it much since it's not like I know a lot of people here anyway

so anyway there was this one complete hottie who came up to me and chatted me up and I swear even with the mask he was like the most gorgeous thing I'd ever seen right? so I put the awesome Lance moves on and we danced and I almost kissed him

[the_tailor]

Point. I'll figure out something. The sugar crash hasn't hit yet, at least...

[Probably because he keeps eating. His stomach really isn't appreciating it, though, so he'll probably seek out that ginger soon.]

[bigman]

[Holy crow, that was a wall of text. He reads it, scratching at the back of his head. Um... bro, come on. Don't freak out. Okay, wait, he reads it again, squinting at it a bit. This is their Lance. Poor innocent but not Lance.] [He sighed and text back a minute or so later.] 'almost'? I take it you have no idea who it is and you're looking for them? [He supposed he could help. Look for the person that is. after all, there weren't THAT many people here. So long as it's not Wade. That guy was weird.]

[the_tailor]

okay well you see

that's......the problem, it's the opposite

so I told him hey let's take off our masks and see what each other looks like and if we like what we see, we kiss

and I was REALLY REALLY into it like this guy was perfect

[poor_kid]

Woo buddy, that's gonna suck when it does. Tell ya what, meet me in the kitchen and I can see about fixing up a tea or something for you to help settle your stomach.

Used to all the time for my sister and we had almost nothing but hot water sooo

Should't be that hard.

[bigman]

seems reasonable.

perfect guy.

perfect moment.

really into it.

Lance, I'm missing the reason for the freak out here...

and you are totally freaking, brother

spill it.

[Look, he's honestly proud of the guy. GOOD on him. Sure, a little awkward if it doesn't work out, seeing how 'small' a space this world is for him to hide in but... I mean, dude, it can't be that bad. Curious Hunk is curious.]

[the_tailor]

[Hunk. Now here's where the situation goes to hell.]

so we take off the masks

and the guy

[Pause before he continues sending the messages.]

Hunk, it was KEITH

THE DUDE WAS KEITH

[akito]

[ -- waitasec. ]

I missed a masquerade?!

[ that'll teach him to fall into introverted training-obsessed mode, jeez. ]

[bigman]

and?...

[he text right the fricking way in that little pause, because he's now leaning over his device and waiting, waiting... and then the next texts came in. His shoulders dropped a bit and he squinted at his device. Huh?]

[KEITH? Really? He snorted SO LOUDLY in the training hall he was seated in. Like this was any kind of news to--wait.]

[Waaaaait....]

DUDE! Keith?!

[Bro, is that their room? because he's totally gathering his shit and moving to go find Lance. Because text isn't enough. Also, he's so ready to text Pidge over this. But... bro code.]

[the_tailor]

[That's their room, yeah. That Lance is currently sulking in.]

THE WORLD IS UPSIDE DOWN OKAY

[bigman]

[there is NO REPLY. Sorry Lance. He's hauling ass at the moment. Whoops, making you wait.]

[the_tailor]

[Lance just groans and puts his phone aside when he doesn't get a response. He'll just...start eating another chocolate bar now, thank you very much.]

[bigman]

[and BAM! The door opens. The door closes. And there is Hunk, leaning on the door, letting out a huff of breath and staring at his room mate.] Keith?! You almost kissed Keith. Our Keith. Red Paladin Keith? That Keith? [all in one breath.]

[the_tailor]

[Lance doesn't look up. Just focuses on his chocolate bar, but his face definitely goes red. He chews, swallows. Still doesn't look up.]

Yes. Our Keith. Keith Kogane. Mullethead. He was the guy.

[bigman]

Bro...

[Broooo. He takes a breath and is calm again. OKAY. They got work to do here. As in... Lance is having a freak out and he can tell by the amount of candy he's eaten.]

[He comes over and very nearly just plops on the ground near by, legs folded under him and hands planted into his calves. Leaning.]

Okay. Okay, so... you were in a mask. Completely having no idea who it was, right? And he didn't know it was you, yeah? And you said you almost did, right? So... no problem. It's not like he's going to be mad at you for putting the Lance Moves on a stranger.

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

... Wait, where'd you get the big bag of candy? I could use some more sugar tonight.

[Rita. Priorities. ESPECIALLY when Lance just noted that his stomach hurts.]

[the_tailor]

He ran away, though! Just...bolted afterward! I didn't even say anything bad!

[Lance groans, burying his face in his hands.]

And now I can't stop thinking about the whole thing...

[bigman]

[HMMM. He strokes his hand over his chin, very thoughtful now.] I'm not surprised, really. [Hunk, don't... stop there.] That he ran away, I mean. [Wait, that just makes it sound worse. Whoops.]

[the_tailor]

What?!

[This time, his head snaps up.]

Dude, that's---rude! What's that supposed to mean?!