sunset room

@✿ christian 。 he perks up when the door, the poor door, he mourns, is slammed opened and the familiar face and the voice appears, and he springs up like a child waiting for his responsible, capable brother to bring back some good stuff, almost running into the man. "I can only trust one man." he utters with a smile. pleasantries aside, reaches up and grabs the pack of chips; the tomato and cream onion ones being his favorite, and one cola and soju bottle out. "thought I would die from starvation. come..come... we have lot to catch up." he wriggles his brows before his eyes stop around the nose. "how's that nose piercing thing going?"