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JOSH L. TOMES
mood: whatthefuck
location: Gala
tags: @leviathanthekid @copacetic @Rayvian art art
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"O-Oh! Hello there!" Joshua exclaimed with a nervous wave in response to Carter's and Isaebell's greeting. The girl herself didn't particularly make Joshua nervous, he was used to seeing attractive girls at Gala's such as this after all, but Lee's comment had still left him on edge regardless. He had seen them around school, to be fair, though they never really talked much, if at all. Maybe he'd borrowed a pencil from one of them at one point? He couldn't really remember. But they were here now, so that was a thing.

He had heard Clem's words to him before the two females had approached, though he hadn't really had the time to formulate a proper response due to the aforementioned greeting, and the fact that Clem had shoved two servings of alcohol into his hands. As the other two reunited with Clem, Joshua just kinda stood off to the side, awkwardly sipping away at his champagne glass while holding onto his two new friends. He had seen them with Clem before, and seeing as they too seemed to be good friends with him, Joshua didn't really want to interrupt anything, so he instead just sipped away at his drink.

And then, a cake suddenly dropped onto the floor, spilling all over the place. And THEN, Clement, proposed the idea of a food fight. Joshua rose a finger to retort this, having already opened his mouth. But before any words could escape, the first piece of food had been thrown, and Clement had joined in. And then, finally, the gala had devolved into pure chaos, turning into a cacophony of screams and food splattering all over the place.

And amidst all of this, Joshua Tomes stood there, sipping away at his champagne.





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