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Joseph ♔ Kavinsky ([personal profile] burnyoudown) wrote 2021-12-19 04:12 am (UTC)

Let you in what, my head or my car?

[One option was a lot less daunting than the other. He knew his head could be a fucked up place, though he'd worked hard to make it as less dangerous as possible, so he could dream without being assaulted with the things that hated him. There was a reason his dreamscape before moving here was a neighborhood on fire. Before the forest had become his other dreamscape.

Speaking of cars and letting people in though, Kavinsky clocked what Dimitri said about making worlds, but also gestured for him to move before opening the car door. If he didn't move in time, he'd just have to deal with getting smacked. Kavinsky cared little about that as he slid out. The backseat would be more comfortable, more shadowed, too.

The cars were parked close enough together that he used that as an excuse to press Dimitri up against the side of the car as he reached for the back door handle. He wasn't even trying to make Dimitri uncomfortable; he was just gauging his reaction, how he handled Kavinsky in his personal space, nearly chest to chest.

Pulling the door open a little, he said-]


Get in. And then you can tell me more about making worlds.

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