Where He Walks

Sneak Peak of Articulation

Lmao hey guess whos gonna start updating agaaaaain

Sorry.
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I'm standing under a lamppost in front of the club, feeling nervous and bouncy. I downed a beer on the way here to calm my nerves, yet it definitely failed. The bouncer has been eyeing me, as if thinking I'm a creep. I would think so too, in his defense. I run my hand through my hair for the hundreth time and take another deep breath.

"You know how to change clothes, nice."

I'm startled by the words and sudden hand on my shoulder. Jon comes into view as I turn, donning a flannel and and smirk as he cuts in line stealthily to stand beside me.

"Uh, yeah, actually. I'm not as helpless as I seem," I smile, hands spread in front of me. He beams a wide, toothy grin at me and I watch curiously as his eyes soften and he begins to stare at me. I cough in embarrassment and rub at the back of my neck,"Let's?"

He jumps slightly and swallows,"Oh, yeah." He flashes his ID to the bouncer, as do I, and we head inside.