[ the hotel bestowed upon jasper just two things for halloween aside from his mask (which was really fucking cool if you asked for his personal opinion): one- a pair of feathered, cascading angel wings and two- a long, almost ankle-length white loincloth looking piece of fabric with a gold belt for him to secure it low around his waist. clearly, it was up to him to decide if he wanted to put underwear on underneath it and spoiler alert: it's a thong.
he's been chilling at the bar for a while, flirting with anyone who comes within two feet of him but, really, not much out. the reason why not is apparent to him, at least, and he sort of hates that it's apparent to him and oh, would you look at that.
there's the reason.
jasper turns his head a little to eye the feathered mask next to him and grins, turning around in his stool to face neon. ]
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he's been chilling at the bar for a while, flirting with anyone who comes within two feet of him but, really, not much out. the reason why not is apparent to him, at least, and he sort of hates that it's apparent to him and oh, would you look at that.
there's the reason.
jasper turns his head a little to eye the feathered mask next to him and grins, turning around in his stool to face neon. ]
How could you have ever guessed it was me?