Hear Nothing, See Nothing, Say Nothing.

[wrenchedup]

Who: Wrench + YOU (to add as they come)
What: sad Birthday drinks; more to come probs
When: April & May
Where: All over the dang place

Content Warnings: will be marked

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[wrenchedup]

[ He thought about it a little longer. Looked away with a muttered 'nah, it doesn't matter' under his breath. Fingers started to search for something to fidget with. Knee started bopping restlessly. He was drunk, but he wasn't so drunk that he'd just say shit without thinking. Bot this kind of shit, at least. So why the fuck did he just offer to open up to a complete stranger?

Not like him. And yeah, he's grown. He's older. Maybe that was it. Maybe he was tired. Maybe he wanted, some part of him wanted, to let Wrench go. He did before. Again, under his breath, he just mutters a 'fuck it'. ] Well, yanno. [ Wrench finally addresses Nara'a. Expressive, the LED's and his body language. ] Might blow your mind here, but I was a weird kid. [ Okay, not ready to be detailed. That's okay. Baby steps and whatever. ] This. [ A finger pointed to the mask again. ] Helps me navigate things. Like a cane, or— [ it looks as if he's searching for the words with his hands ]

Anyway, its not that I don't let myself feel things. Fuck that toxic masculinity bullshit. Its more that uh, yeah, I dunno. Sometimes I'm not good at... connecting?

[aetherweaver]

Were you now?

[He does his best to hide his smile, but... ah. That... makes sense.]

... I knew a boy who navigated the world in a mask as well. Younger than you - at least physically - but I can understand that. ... Were you afraid I would laugh? Because it's... it makes sense. And anyone who might give you trouble for that is wrong. We all have different ways of moving through the world.

Thank you for telling me, though. ... I know we just met, but you can feel free to contact me whenever you need. My name's Nara'a.