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2 geniuses and alex
ale-jan (solo)-dro
im not obsessed jfc
its just
annoying
how fucking inexpressive he is
NSFW (Nora iS a Feral Woman)
lmao
ur hyperfixating
Bugs Bunny.
Nora’s right
I wonder why you keep staring at him
Or his face
ale-jan (solo)-dro
its the fucking SHIRT he wore today
solid fucking colour
no patterns nothing
he was next to pez and his bright ass mosaic print shirt
and my brain just didnt even process his presence
NSFW (Nora iS a Feral Woman)
sounds fake but ok
ale-jan (solo)-dro
shut up
ive got more
5 more super funny insults on his outfit
Bugs Bunny.
You literally noticed him
DESPITE Pez
NSFW (Nora iS a Feral Woman)
true
you noticed him pretty hard babe
Bugs Bunny.
But we'll unfortunately have to hear your rant anyway
What with Nora's goading
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i plead not guilty your honour
Bugs Bunny.
And the fact that you're supposed to have lunch now
I got a turkey club for you
Breakroom in 10 Alex
Can't believe I put up with your Henry rants in exchange for you eating food
ale-jan (solo)-dro
okay MOM
yall dont get it
hes just
an npc looking ass mf
NSFW (Nora iS a Feral Woman)
LMAOOO
brb deceased
ale-jan (solo)-dro
fucking finally
good fucking riddance
ale-jan (solo)-dro changed NSFW (Nora iS a Feral Woman) to oh nor she dead
Bugs Bunny.
Lol
Just a week ago, Henry Mountchristen-Fox had joined Okonjo Foundation’s Brooklyn LGBT Youth Centre as the Head of Communications and Fundraising.
“Hazza’s beautiful beautiful brain is our money-maker, even though one could very likely mistakenly award his hot face or pretty body that title,” Pez had said.
Henry had snorted at that, and then immediately coughed to cover it up. “We all know you could run at least half of your shelters on your wealth alone.”
“You could cover the other half just as easily using Mary’s blood money, but that would get dreadfully boring. So, henceforth that pretty face and pretty brain is incharge of running this centre.”
Alex had been annoyed by Pez insinuating that Henry could handle everything, like Alex wasn’t right there. What annoyed him the most though, was how Henry just fucking waltzed in and was immediately appointed Head of Comms. No having to climb up the corporate ladder, nothing. Classic rich privileged, possible nepo-baby got a brand new leadership position created exclusively for him. And even if he really was how brilliant Pez made him out to be, where was he till now?
It doesn’t help that Henry also just hangs out with the director. Alex more than understands wanting to be around Pez and his exuberant chatter, but it seemed like that was all Henry wanted to do. He maintained a perfectly hollow smile around Alex like he’d rather be anywhere else, and it would seem that no one else noticed or cared. Everyone fawned over him and his bland clothes and bland conversations. Everyone loved Mr. Stoic Perfect Henry-
Nora snorted.
“You think he’s perfect?” June asked with a raised eyebrow that Alex completely missed.
“Oh my god, yeah! Who does he even think he is? With his neatly ironed clothes and long legs and all silky hair without a strand out of place. The perfect goody two shoes Ken doll kinda guy.”
June looked at him with barely concealed amusement, while Nora looked like she was about to pop a vein with how hard she was trying to school her expression.
"I think you're a real doll too, babe," June turned to whisper to Nora, as she tried to bite back a laugh.
“I bet I can find out what makes him tick. I just wanna fucking get under his skin an-”
Nora burst out laughing and even June giggled through trying to glare at Nora.
“I’m- I’m sorry,” Nora wheezed. “But even you’ve gotta see how telling that sentence was.”
It took a second for what Nora meant to catch up with him. He groaned, when it finally did, “Oh my god! I don’t know why this has become a running gag for the both of you. I do not want to fuck Henry!”
“Well, if that's your final choice,” came a horribly familiar British voice from the doorway.
Alex hid his face in his hands as Nora dissolved into a laughing-coughing fit. If Alex were less mortified about Henry having heard him, he’d be a little more triumphant about how slightly less robotic than normal Henry had sounded.
“June, could I borrow you for a second? I haven’t slept enough and Hunter’s defence to my notes on his article are truly escaping me at the moment.”
“Well, since it’s Hunter, I highly doubt that you’re the issue here-”
“June, can you please take your little party out of here as soon as possible.”
"You sure? I could read out Hunter's notes to you, if you want."
"Ooh babe, do it in your sexy voice. I wanna see if your bedroom voice can distract me from Hunter's whiny bitchings."
"June!'
Henry does a little cough-laugh thing. God, even his polite little coughs are grating to Alex's ears.
"Well June, shall we?"
Alex continues grumbling until he hears the click-clack of June's heels and Henry's softly padded footsteps moving away.
He takes his head out of his hands to find Nora still smirking at him.
“God. Shut up,” he all but whined. “But you see what I mean? Not a shred of emotion in that voice. Doesn’t he ever get mad or lazy. Oh, he so seems like the exact kind of person to be super boast-y about his work. I don’t know why he pretends to ask June for help.”
Nora snorts, “What? Are you listing the seven deadly sins here?”
And- well. Alex would reply immediately to that with something biting, but what Nora said has the gears in his head turning.
“Wait, fuck. That’s not the worst thing you’ve ever said-”
“What about, I love shoving my tongue down your sister’s th-”
“The seven deadly sins. Envy, sloth, greed, wrath, gluttony, pride and lust. I can get him to crack.”
“You didn’t even react to what I said. The idea must be truly impressive. While, I’d feel bad for Henry, I do love me some good ol' fashioned spicy drama.”
Alex grins, the cogs in his head still whirring, “Oh, I’ve got something good. Wait and watch.”