Open RP post for Claire Temple

[soihelped]

Bring me your plots.

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[aworldonfire]

Matt lets out a breath, likely meant to be a laugh, and tries for a smile. Both fall a little flat for any number of reasons. He gives up on both when even he realizes how hollow they are and pops one shoulder in a shrug. "Point."

A beat.

"And uh -- " A part of him wants to say no; a part of him desperately wants to say yes, even if he's not particularly thirsty. The latter wins out, in spite of himself, and exhaling heavily, he reaches for the catches on the cowl to take it off. It feels a little ridiculous, having a drink, alcoholic or otherwise, with the mask on. " -- yeah, sure, I guess?"

He rakes his fingers through his hair, once the mask is off, making even more of a mess of it.