FLUORESCENT ADOLESCENT — O / RAVE PARTY

SO NOTORIOUS !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. CREW MATE.

Caesar didn't entirely understand how the Earth worked and why it changed seasons all the damn time, and to be truthful, it was irritating, to say the least. Back home, the weather was constantly the same: cold and dark. But here, on Earth, it changed so many fucking times Caesar lost count. One day it could be raining and the next day it'd be sunny. So he wasn't excited for summer at all, and didn't really understand why everybody was.

"You setting up a party, Pincher?" Caesar spoke as he came over, watching the Captain with a tilt of his head. It definitely seemed that way, though the demon was confused as to why Pincher was doing it so publicly. It made no sense to him.

#psychosocial.