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˙ ˖ ✶ Miguel

"Around 5:30," Kit answered as he showed the man his phone. "Yeah here," he said handing him a portable battery pack after rummaging through his bag. "I never leave the apartment without at least three of those because otherwise I'd get yelled at." As an author with a popular series he's always getting calls about scheduling interviews offers to make his series into a show, and his best friends always needed to have access to being able to call him otherwise they'd think he'd gone on a bender. "I'm guessing you were dragged here."

STATUS: closed for @kitsantoss / @florianjace / @lakeywinters (whichever muse you prefer)

LOCATION: Blue Note's Rest Zone

Miguel wasn't much of a jazz fan, however, Blue Note's rest zone had a quieter atmosphere than most areas in the festival as well as AC. Sure, he could've gone home at any point in time, but he seemed determined to stick it out for a certain amount of time as if to have an excuse for declining to go out the next time someone asked him to. Something along the lines of 'I was out all last weekend, so I should really stay in and take care of some things around my place' sounded good enough to him. Speaking of time, he pull out his phone to check it, only to find that it had died at some point (probably due to checking it numerous times). He lifted his head to stare at the ceiling for a moment before turning to the nearest person. "Hey, you don't happen to know what time it is, or better yet, have a charger I can borrow for a moment?"