Lars
he / him / his
thirty-three
july 26
alto mare, johto
don’t know, don’t care
ranger & courier
ex-head ranger
sweets as sweet as you [lars]
POSTED ON Mar 11, 2020 3:26:27 GMT
Normally, cheesy holidays weren’t Lars’s thing. The last time he did something similar to this it was with someone else, and his guts began to burn uncomfortably as he remembered who he spent this time last year with. But no matter. He had closed the door on that. And in turn it had made him a very petty, absolutely cynical individual who didn’t give at least two shits about the entire situation. Well, that was him for most of the year, at least until Evan himself came sauntering in. Not exactly sauntering, but it was definitely a welcome change in hopefully the right direction. Even if he didn’t want to get his hopes up too much, he was too much of a hopeful bastard. So imagine his surprise when he got a message from Evan asking if he had some free time one afternoon, and if he could swing by the Stray for a ‘special project’. He could only guess what it was since there were so many possibilities. Interestingly he was informed to go through the back entrance, not the front, so this had to be something special. Or at least that’s what he hoped. He was surprised to be led to the kitchen by a Blaziken, and the moment the delicious odor hit him, he found he was in danger of drooling, himself. “Well, what are you cooking up?” was his way of greeting the other. “Got something nice for me to try?” he added with an uncharacteristically cheeky grin on his face.
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