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[ explodes in anger

that is, he tries to get up to get more leverage in his next shove only to trip and push thorns down onto dirt. you'd think he'd get up like this after the many times they'd ended up in similar positions on the dance floor, but no, he keeps thorns pinned down, gaze trained yet not at all at the same time.

he thinks about how their bodies brushed against each other as many times as they did. ]

You're the one who's annoying. It's like you don't want me to get over you…

[ mutters. and then he stands up and will attempt to leave for real. says this despite it being like half his fault ]

[ oh.

well, thorns letd him leave. he just stays where he is, staring up at the sky as his little drunken brain whirls in overdrive as it processes what just happened.

... is that it? does he not want elysium to get over him? it doesn't seem right, but when thorns thinks about it, it doesn't feel as wrong as it should. he will have to figure out what that means. ]

[ meanwhile, elysium's emotions are all over the place, and by the time he gets back, he's already forgotten whatever he just said to thorns. the moment he returns, people are on him asking where thorns is, why his suit is so crumpled, but otherwise ignoring it in favour of pulling him toward the photo booths.

it isn't until the third flash goes off that it hits him that he hasn't taken a single picture with thorns. not one!! after all that effort!!!!!!!!!!

explodes in internal tears ]

[ tears up

thorns does not go after him and just stays here. after a while, he does eventually get to his feet, but it's to go on a walk rather than return to the wedding. he has decided that it is best to just give elysium as much space as he can, so he is taking that as literal as possible.

goodbye.... where the hell is he going.... ]

[ i'm going to kill you if i have to write out filing a missing persons report so there's just going to be someone who's taking a smoke break and sees thorns wandering in the opposite direction of the venue. they grab his arm and ask him where he's going? the wedding hasn't ended yet and his friend is still inside? hello? ]

[ tch

how can thorns give elysium space like this... oh well. he remains with them until they finish their cigarette, and then they drag thorns back inside before depositing him at his table. thorns flops over like a useless fish. there's now cake in front of him and he has no idea when it got there.

nibbles uselessly on cake while flopped over... ]

[ truly, how is thorns going to give elysium space when the guy himself approaches him and just tightly grabs onto his collar. ]

We have to take a picture.

[ he is so intense about it and for no good reason. ]

[ hmmm.

thorns will just try to remove the hand off of him. they are too close. ]

Okay.

[ he stands up and starts to waddle over to the photobooth. ]

[ oh. that was easy. he does not think too hard about thorns' taking his hand off but

he does notice all the dust and dirt that'd gotten on him from when they took their tumble, so he will just bat at it as they go towards the photobooth. so much of their friendship is touching. my god. ]

[ this thread started with elysium touching him, this is so over for them.

but they really can't be normal even at a wedding, how did they keep ending up on the ground. once they are at the booth, thorns just stands there and waits for elysium to say what to do next.

unsurprisingly, this is not a guy who takes a lot of pictures of himself. ]

[ they don't even have to be nice pictures, just pictures to commemorate they were here together.

he rummages through boxes and procures a feather boa and a moustache on a stick. he wraps the first around thorns' neck and presses the other prop into his hand, lifting it so it's properly aligned in place. what does elysium have? nothing.

he goes to start the picture taking unless thorns suddenly has strong opinions on how this should go, ]

[ thorns is so drunk that it takes so long for him to realize something is off.

so when he does, he just takes one end of the boa and just wraps it around elysium. the picture is taken while there's still movement, so one end of the boa is blurry, but that just gives it more character... ]

You didn't dress up.

[ the props... ]

[ he literally just forgot being so concentrated on making sure thorns was dressed up

droops real-time as pictures continue to be taken ]

You didn't give me anything.

[ and now he's holding onto his end of the boa so tightly. no one can take this away from him. ]

You're pouting.

[ these pictures are going to be so funny.

he bonks him lightly on the head with the mustache. ]

[ he's pouting. it grows even more obvious when he's bonked.

with one hand still on the boa, he tugs thorns' sleeve. ]

You have to pick one out for me. Hurry.

[ help.

he reaches out to grab something. it is a pair of giant lips. he holds it out to cover elysium's own mouth. ]

There.

[ …

this sucks!!!!!!!!!!

thorns gets a new addition: those round and thick-framed glasses with the giant nose. he is not allowed to be ugly alone. ]

[ this is the stupidest pvp?

thorns pinches elysium. all of the photos are going to come out looking super stupid but that's fine. ]

I already had something...

You can always have more.

[ like this silly top hat elysium finds next. people looking in from the outside thought things were tense between them, but now it looks as though they're fine?

they have been such a rollercoaster in a single night alone. ]

… It stopped flashing.

[ it prints out their photos, but he just starts up another set. this one will be better!!!!!! there is no line behind them as they are the last people to check this off their boxes, so it's fine

it's fine ]

[ not the second round.

fine. elysium can have sunglasses!! they are just starting to look like clowns at this point. ]

This is a lot of photos.

[ elysium truly was offended that they took none earlier and it shows. ]

[ they are two people so it only makes sense to have two sets. logic ]

What are you covering my face for? That's such a waste.

[ they are so loaded with props they're moving onto a new theme: poses.

he stretches thorns' cheek out as far as it goes. he is so offended all the time it's really manifesting itself in every way right now. ]

[ elysium did this.

thorns just turns his head so he can bite elysium's fingers. die. ]

[ this particular photo of them will just be one giant blur as elysium recoils so fast.

this is why he takes the same saliva-coated finger and wipes it back on thorns' cheek. the optics make it look like he's caressing him, but he absolutely is not. ]

[ this is so extremely stupid.

the camera stops flashing so their final photo appears as if they are staring lovingly at each other, when in reality the intense gaze is them trying to pvp

the next set of photos get spit out. thorns squints and removes all the props off of him, place them onto elysium instead, and exits the booth. ]

[ when elysium's sober he's going to war with himself on what to do with these dumb photos. will he burn them or carefully pretend all but one or two got lost somewhere? stay tuned.

elysium being elysium, there's a yelp when he's abandoned. he will desperately try to clean up after them and putting things back to their rightful place, but he really doesn't have the coordination or memory to future out what goes where?

he exits… it's at least a slightly more ordered mess than it was before…

thinks about how they probably missed the bouquet and garter toss by side questing outside. sad. they are never getting married in any of these timelines it seems… ]

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