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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ sitting on his scooter out in the parking lot of the building that he knows is alyssa's last class of the day, elbows braced against the handles as he waits. only checks the clock of his cellphone once when the stream of people appear, signaling the end of the hour. thinks about texting her, but manages to refrain, quietly waiting for a certain princess to appear. ]

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[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ pulls back when she's done, pretending not to hear that statement. tilts her head and peers at him. ]

Does it hurt anywhere else?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

My self-esteem.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ sighs and rolls her eyes. begins to put everything away. ]

Suppose that's a "no", then.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ keeps his eyes trained on her, willing himself not to look away. ]

. . . Thank you.

1/2

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ shuts the box, looking pointedly at it in thought. ]

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ eventually looks up and gives him a smile after she's had her moment. ]

You're welcome! Anything I can do to help.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ can't help but look down briefly at that smile. then back up. ]

You really don't want any gruel?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

I think I'll live without it.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Chance of a lifetime?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Who knows, I might be the one to get into a fight next time.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Void.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

You're not the only one who gets angry enough to beat someone up.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

But you forgive.

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[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ eyes shift to the only other person that she knows is in the room with them. seems lost in thought, her words coming out slowly. ]

Sometimes...

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ stands up, pointing at the box with a finger. ]

I should return this. Do you want anything? I could probably convince security to skip the gruel and move up to apple sauce.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

A sandwich. But apple sauce is good too. And some water. And Gundam.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ bends down to pat the top of his head. ]

Maybe Gundam later, if you're a good boy.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ glances up at her hopefully. ]

I can be very good.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

We'll see about that. If you're really good I'll cosplay again for you.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ nods furiously. ]

R- Really, really good.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ strokes his hair a few times before removing contact completely. ]

Then I guess I'll have to surprise you later.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ finally pushes himself back onto his feet so that he can reach out to catch her wrist lightly. moves that grip down to her hand, just holding it. ]

With me.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks at the sudden contact, jerking a bit in surprise. then calms herself and returns the hold. looks away with a pout. ]

It wouldn't be a surprise, then...

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ face brightens a little bit & gives her a small tug. ]

Plan B. You can pick the outfits.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ slips easily into her signature pout. ]

Well... okay...