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SLEEPLESS IN SLATEPORT FT. DAMIEN RUSSO

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Firstly, he hadn't meant to cause so much chaos. It just happens. He blames it on being rescued from death by samuel carter all that time ago. Like he was supposed to die and now that he hadn't bad juju just followed him around like a lost pup.[break][break]

Secondly, he's an idiot. Honestly how natural selection hasn't just plucked him from the earth is astounding. Dumb luck. And I guess since he's big dumb he gets big luck?[break][break]

This all comes into play after the massive party Yumi Hasegawa threw where he ended up causing such a fuss he just up and left the fucking party. Just nope'd right the fuck out. Because of who he had been texting, he ends up at DAMIEN RUSSO's house.[break][break]

After getting to his front door, Mitch just fucking strips down out of all of his clothes and puts his wings on. There's a passerby that does a double take and all Mitch does is slaps his own ass and makes them say some colorful things before they flee.[break][break]

Rightfully so. He's literally covered in tattoos wearing only wings. And then he has the audacity to knock on Damien's door, giving a scratch to his outer right asscheek.

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SAFARI BALL 2/3 REMAINING

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"Dude, did I not tell you?" Mitch asks as he spots one of the creatures he'd come in for. He throws out his drapion, who proceeds to go savage with night slash against the mareanie. "I did that slowpoke shit you asked me to do and one of the fuckin' shell things clamped my ass. Guy I was doing it with helped me get it off, but I swear one cheek's smaller man."[break][break]

"...Mitchel," the tone told Mitch all he needed to know, Father!Sam was not amused; he threw a safari ball at the little poison bitch. "I said to keep the information to yourself."[break][break]

"Well yeah but if I'm on speaker or you're curled up with your boy toy I'll be he's gettin' a kick out of the mental image."[break][break]

The groan on the other end of the phone was nothing short of, 'Why are you like this???'

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a midsummer night's party

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”At a casino.” Mitch tells Yumi Hasegawa, smirking as he looks her way. He rolled and won, sure, but was it really a win? He’d basically just gotten his money back. Ah well.
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”Sides, any excuse ta look at yer ass is a damn good reason ta get some wings on my back and pretend I’m…” he watched somebody walk by in a much better costume than the sorry excuse he had on his person. ”Whatever the fuck we’re supposed to be.”
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Some dude(vincenzo de luca) stops by lookin’ like a lavender dildo(to Mitch, he’s actually stunning) and it makes Mitch hold back a snicker. He’s an awful human being, but he can see that Yumi Hasegawa’s obviously hot shit at this kinda thing.
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Yeah cause she threw the party you big dumbass. His inner samuel carter tells him.
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Next comes the blue part of cotton candy. The interaction with the guy brings to mind somebody that samuel carter explained to him once, but he’s too stupid to realize he’s the same person. Mitch just takes a cigarette out and lights it.
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Does the casino even allow smoking where he’s at? Who knows.
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”Walked through the goddamn door,” he responds to mint frost. ”How about you? Ya fall out of a fairy’s ass?”
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He does even leave time for a response. Instead, he winks — like sir what you just said isn’t a line but okay — and then starts wandering off. Why? He doesn’t even fucking know. He’s just pitter pattering around like an idiot nabbing free food and looking at all the costumes that are happening.
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One thing’s for sure, who the fuck decided all the glitter was okay? If he fucked anybody there his sack would end up a disco ball.
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There’s one guy(BARNABY FINCH) in particular he’s eyeing, because damn if he doesn’t look delicious in whatever’s happening. But then he catches sight of—
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”’Ey!” And without warning he literally bulldozes through the people surrounding parker jones(jayden cross, Naomi Sato, Yumi Hasegawa, and fern delaney) and blinks a few times. ”Dude, you look fuckin’ sharp. You had that layin’ around? Shit, you gotta take me shopping.”[break][break]

There’s a tension, he can feel it. So he turns and sees who he ran into before raising his middle finger up at Yumi Hasegawa. It’s somehow his version of hello but she probably doesn’t now that and likely thinks that pinkie(parker jones) somehow told him all about the shit. He doesn’t know the shit, he’s just a shit.

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A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S PARTY

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Okay but he has to admit, she’s standing at the top of those stares lookin’ fine as hell and he’s down at floor watching her with not a single party prompt fulfilled.[break][break]

There is no fairy inspired outfit. No dark or fairy themed pokémon with him. To boot, he is just wearing a white tank top and some fucking jeans with a pair of chucks. Tattoos are on display along with his middle finger disposition.[break][break]

Each item she lists off makes him wanna puke. But certainly there’s gotta be some blow somewhere. Or maybe he can just drown himself in her expensive ass alcohol? Dancing seemed like an okay thing too. But fireworks? Fuck, he’s not excited about that. No way.[break][break]

PSA: Mitch is a child and fireworks is exactly why he’ll stay around until the shit ends.[break][break]

Truthfully here’s there to represent samuel carter. He’s there to make sure that nothing the business may or may not want to be privy to. That and they can potentially use the casino for some smuggling opportunities.[break][break]

He gets bitched at before he enters about not being in costume. So, some lowly grunt gets their wings ripped off. He pulls them over his shoulders to complete his look.[break][break]

What is the look? If asked he’ll probably say cocaine fairy…[break][break]

His attention span is easily his weakness. As he finally gets entrance, he doesn’t bother seeking out Yumi Hasegawa just yet. Instead, he lets her do her hostess with the mostest thing and makes his way toward the craps table. There’s a grin on his face as he makes his claim and rolls the dice, taking the gamble presented to him just for shits and giggles.[break][break]

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