<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/jjCig7W.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Destrian Brand (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16149670#msg16149670)<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong>Fire<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black hoodie, yellow and white basketball shorts, a red arm sleeve, and video game headphones<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>10 April 2050, 1000<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Reese's Loft<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dekado (M), Olena (M), and Reese (M)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Donuts; best thing ever.<br/><hr/>Destrian turned his hooded head when he overheard Reese speaking of her high scores. Psh; what high scores? He was going to dominate the scoreboards. She would have to stare at his high scores for the rest of her life. Dekado arrived carrying boxes, and Destrian didn’t need to look his way to smell what he had. It was something sweet and hot. Immediately, Destrian put his character somewhere tucked away in the fictional town and opened the inventory menu. Setting the controller aside, he rose from the couch and headed over to the three donut boxes.<br/><br/>Destrian opened the top box, his orange eyes roving over the colorful sugar…thing. They looked like wheels. He grasped one glazed in a maple frosting and held it up above his face, peering through the open hole with his good eye. It was soft and squishy. Opening his mouth, he bit into the tire and his brows instantly slammed together as he seemed to glare at the donuts for tasting so offensively good. He wanted to slap someone.<br/><br/>“Mmm,” he couldn’t help the sound. He fed the rest of the donut into his mouth, prodding jutting pieces of it behind his lips. While he chewed, he kissed the sugar from his fingers and with zero etiquette went for a second donut. This one had a cinnamon and apple smell. Unlike the wheels, it was whole and covered in powder. He grasped it, shoved it in his mouth, and as his jaws closed, his eyes widened when he felt the gush of apples and gel filling his one cheek.<br/><br/>Without a care for permission, Destrian decided to take the whole box and returned to the couch with it. He set the open box to his right and reclaimed the game controller. With one protruding cheek, he munched on the donut silently as he resumed his game. While he played his game, he overheard Olena’s comment about<em>rational decisions.</em>He made rational decisions. He believed he was the most rational one in the group. It was her loss.