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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]

[ blinks at the tugging. ]

You're always the hero.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Safety precautions.

[ & tugs. again. as he steps a little closer to the bars. ]

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ steps forward a little, still looking confused. ]

I don't mind either way.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ gently reaches out to hug her when she's close enough to tug closer even further, the motion a little awkward with the bars between them. nudges at her hair with his nose, breathing out & voice quiet. ]

We'll save the world before gruel time.

1/2

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ breath catches a bit in surprise, finding herself relaxing into his hold rather than stiffening up. smiles a bit, using her free arm to twist it between the bars so that she can return the hug lightly. ]

Mm...

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ gives them a moment but is the first to pull away this time. is mindful of catching his uninjured hand to plant a small kiss in the palm of it, though releases it right after. ]

I'll return this and come right back, okay?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ releases her without a fuss & nods. ]

Okay. With water too?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ winks. ]

Water and a sandwich, if I can charm the security guards up front.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Believe in me, who relies on you. My stomach is in your hands.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Yes, you're just withering away in here, aren't you.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ sucks in his cheeks to make them look shriveled up. seems to be pointedly ignoring the fish lips he also gains as a side effect. ]

I'm dying, honey.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks... then begins to laugh at his face, pointing at it and everything. ]

S-stop it! You look so silly!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ keeps at it. ]

But I'm so pretty and witty.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ pinches his lips together with two of her fingers. ]

What was that? "I think Alyssa is pretty and witty"? Aw, you shouldn't have~

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ makes an undignified squeak in surprise before he emits a few muffled sounds that sounds suspiciously like neverland. ]

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ when she's satisfied she releases him, quickly wiping off her hand on his shirt. ]

You should really stop distracting me, Anthony, it's very unbecoming of a boy.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ rubs at his abused lips with the back of his unbandaged hand. ]

Can't help it. Hobby of choice.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ gently pushes his face away, careful to not catch his bruised side. and then smiles as she gives him a tiny shrug, her next works taking on a teasing edge: ]

You should find another hobby.

[ doesn't say anything more than that as she turns to walk down the hall, a very small, almost unnoticeable smile tugging at her lips. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ watches her leave yet again, keeping his eyes trained on the only other occupied cell until she fully disappears. only then does he goes back to settle himself down on the flat, thin mattress on the other end of the cell. leans his weight back on his hands as he looks up at the ceiling, closing the bruised eye as he waits for her return. ]

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ it takes her almost twenty minutes, but when she finally returns she has two water bottles and two packaged sandwiches balancing in her arms. peeks around the corner into his cell, pausing a moment. then says in her best imitation of anthony's previous chinese accent: ]

Pizza delivery! That'd be five dollars.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ makes a sneezing sound that sounds more or less a snicker even when his expression remains relatively neutral. also puts on his chinese accent to respond. ]

Why five dollar when it can be one dollar fifty.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ steps sideways to stand in front of the cell, holding out the items. ]

High tax rate.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ slides off the bed to waddle forward, accepting the items thankfully. ]

No sale?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ shakes her head. ]

I'm afraid not.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ tucks the sandwiches under his armpit so that he can open the water to take a sip first. ]

Put it on my tab.