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projectroxas2010-09-24 09:24 pm
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[ pulls onto the street across from anthony's apartment complex to park his car, turning the vehicle off before leaning back into the seat in silence. a day when they're both free was rare to come by nowadays, thus the sudden decision to grab the boy when he was given the a-okay by anthony himself. only this time he was going to him instead of the other way around, a good way to practice on getting back into something more comfortable with the friend(s) he had not been able to spend time with as often as he would have liked. still, it was a good start, and that's really all that mattered to him.
drums his fingers against the steering wheel in thought, shaking his head before getting out of the car, pocketing his keys after he's locked up. doesn't take any time in doing the typical routine (that he had not been able to do in quite some time)-- walks in, waits for the elevator, steps inside to push the button for the correct floor number, then strolls on out when the ding signals his arrival. his feet carry him at a leisurely pace towards the apartment, arriving in no time at all; after he knocks he shoves his hands into his pockets, taking a look around the hallway as if this were his first time visiting. a moment's thought makes him grin to himself a little (the things that happened last time they were alone together, still going over that day with some fondness attached despite the bad moments), schooling the smile to instead train his eyes on the door to wait for his friend to appear. ]
drums his fingers against the steering wheel in thought, shaking his head before getting out of the car, pocketing his keys after he's locked up. doesn't take any time in doing the typical routine (that he had not been able to do in quite some time)-- walks in, waits for the elevator, steps inside to push the button for the correct floor number, then strolls on out when the ding signals his arrival. his feet carry him at a leisurely pace towards the apartment, arriving in no time at all; after he knocks he shoves his hands into his pockets, taking a look around the hallway as if this were his first time visiting. a moment's thought makes him grin to himself a little (the things that happened last time they were alone together, still going over that day with some fondness attached despite the bad moments), schooling the smile to instead train his eyes on the door to wait for his friend to appear. ]

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There, there. Don't cry. [ uses the other hand to open up the cupboards, glancing back at tony. ] There's candy, chips, cookies. . . ?
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You~!
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No! Unethical!
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But you're so yummy and nutritional!
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I clog up arteries.
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I beg to differ.
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40% of me is knots and hairballs.
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Birds don't have hairballs.
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It's a recent mutation.
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I want popcorn.
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The other cupboard. [ points. ] I'll make it for you.
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Want to watch a movie?
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Lunch and a movie. Is this gonna be considered a date, chocobo?
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. . . Manly bonding?
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Oh?
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Uh. Yeah. . .
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when the microwave dings with the ready popcorn, he unloads that into a bigger bowl before following his friend out into the living room. ]
Popcorn delivery.
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Hurray! Gimmie gimmie!
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Undecided yet?
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Pirates!
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I vote for the third one.
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