Bramblepoint my seat is leather,

oh fuck one of the hot triplets was gonna fuckin touch him. tegan shifted where he sat, ears flicking as he tried to keep himself in one piece and also answer hydra's question.

"out-- i think. it's so dark, he was probably.. at least trying to go out," tegan said, and then shook his head, "i shoulda gone home-- i dunno what i was thinking, i couldn't fuckin take on a whole pack." his brows furrowed, feet shifting again. 

and then, quietly, in an embarrassed mumble, tegan added for lyra's sake, "we hit heads. hard."