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Apr. 30th, 2017 02:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mossbudsIt's their department's third stupid little cookout, which, much to Lars's delight and disdain simultaneously, have been increasingly fun. After having taken a break from alcohol for about three months after the celebration dimension debacle, Lars actually has a sangria, having finished his cooking.
There's people from outside their department attending as well—friends of those in labor, so it's still not a huge crowd. Lars is hanging back, holding onto his drink and watching everyone as he leans back on his elbows, legs crossed. He doesn't realize it, but he's smiling a little bit—it feels good to be responsible for something positive, which he often forgets he's actually capable of.
It's kind of embarrassing to be at ease, in a weird way—it's a type of being vulnerable he's never easily resonated with. But with practice, it's been easier to just relax.
There's people from outside their department attending as well—friends of those in labor, so it's still not a huge crowd. Lars is hanging back, holding onto his drink and watching everyone as he leans back on his elbows, legs crossed. He doesn't realize it, but he's smiling a little bit—it feels good to be responsible for something positive, which he often forgets he's actually capable of.
It's kind of embarrassing to be at ease, in a weird way—it's a type of being vulnerable he's never easily resonated with. But with practice, it's been easier to just relax.
