This one had some actual writing lmao

Lance Mclance: Kogane
Lance Mclance: im in the lobby

Space Zuko: ugh

Pigeon: ( ͡ ͜ʖ ͡ ) what y'all gonna do for so long huh

Quizsnacc: ┴┬┴┤( ͡° ͜ʖ├┬┴┬

The Hunk: ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°)

Lance Mclance: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)=ε✄
Lance Mclance: keith just come down the guard is giving me weird looks

Space Zuko: tell him to throw you out

Lance Mclance: come on man i won fair and square

Space Zuko: allegedly

Lance Mclance: youre so right keith i hatched an elaborate plan to cheat so i could win a date with you 20/10 for your detective skills

Quizsnacc: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

aDAB: tbh this chat makes me wish id died

Lance sighs and tucks his phone back in his pocket. The lobby is empty aside from him and the guard he's avoiding eye contact with. He runs his eyes across the room, looking for any excuse not to look in his direction.

They walls are walls are bland and stained, and the floor's poorly chosen colour is covered with a sad carpet. There's an even sadder plant on the coffee table in front of a couch Lance thinks he may have contracted an STD just from looking at. He backs up against the wall to get even further from it, just in case.

He checks his phone again, but there's still no reply from Keith.

Shirodone: kids can you lighten up a little

Pigeon: hey lance how's keith (͡ ͡° ͜ つ ͡͡°)

The Hunk: hey pidge do you still need a ride?

Quizsnacc: what beacuse they're too short to reach the brake?

Pigeon: allura i stg

Matthaeus: no its bc they're too short to reach the door handle

Pigeon: huihuhUGUIGGYGUIG i hate you

Lance Mclance: did your parents feed you after midnight again

"Alright Lance, let's get this over with."

Keith is standing at the top of the stairs with his typical frown.

Lance can't help but smirk, "Oh no Kogane, we're going back to your apartment first."

"What?" he asks incredulously, "And what the hell are you wearing? Where'd you even find that?"

"Same place I found this. Which, by the way, is your outfit for tonight." he holds up the black bag in front of him.

Keith pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs, "You're impossible."

"How do you like it, Kogane?"

"This is the worst thing I have ever seen in my life."

"That's the spirit! Now come on, we wouldn't want to be late. "

"Lance...I am not going out in this."

"C'mon Keith, where's your Texan spirit?"

Lance hurriedly checks the time on his phone, ignoring the abundance of messages already queued up.

"Lance, I am not going as a cowgirl. This isn't even a costume party. This is the worst."

Keith pauses as Lance comes into view. His face goes through a full range of emotions in split-seconds.

"Scratch that, this is the worst. I'm not going as in heteronormative he/her cowboy outfits."

"Sorry Kogane, we had a deal. That I believe you agreed wholeheartedly to. I would quote you, but I can't actually remember what you said. So are we going or not?"

"We're two hours early."

"I've got a lot to organise," Lance sings back.

The Hunk: Lance youre uh

The Hunk: putting a lot of effort into this

The Hunk: like a lot a lot

Lance Mlance: ya?

Lance Mlance: im taking keith down a few pegs

Lance Mlance: he deserves it

The Hunk: lance

The Hunk: im just saying. Think about it, bud

And think about it he does. The car is silent for a few moments, aside from the humming of the engine. Keith is staring out the window of the passenger seat, face minus his character surly expression for once- though his arms are still crossed. He actually looks okay.

"What?" Keith demands suddenly, instantly breaking the spell.

Lance shakes his head as if trying to dislodge his thoughts

The reflex to make some biting retort rises instantly to the surface, but he pushes it down- something he'd never done before.

What was going on with him, Lance wondered to himself.

Keith's outfit- www. jokeshop .ie /products/wild-west-cowgirl-costume (remove spaces)

Lance's outfit- www. halloweencostumes western-gunman-costume. html

Sorry for going MIA! College is a bitch.