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[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ having decided that meeting anthony half-way would be best for this particular... conversation, he walks a bit slowly, quite aware that his dorm was closer to the school than his friend-slash-goalie's house. (that and he would probably have to struggle with his mode of transportation for a while.) so instead of the usual ten minutes it takes him to arrive to this particular destination, he gives himself thirty, casually making his way to one of the benches underneath a tree.

takes a seat, pulls out his cellphone, then begins to check his messages as he waits; it would be at least another fifteen minute wait, one he was finally willing to be patient for. after all, he wasn't expecting much, anyway. when it came to feelings, expectations were the worst things to have, or so he had logically deducted throughout his childhood. besides, it wouldn't be the end of the world if anything negative happened. this was anthony, after all, the boy who clucked and bawked louder than he spoke or made any semblance of sense with his words.

... it almost made him second-guess himself. almost.

pockets his phone and tilts his head backwards instead, letting it rest against the top of the bench. just simply stares up into the branches and leaves of the tree, allowing himself to show a rare display of being lost in some non-thoughts for the time being. ]

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ points at michael's face. ]

Yes! That! Exactly.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

What are your feelings on ice cream, then?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks at the subject change. ]

Not as strong, but I've never said no to it.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ there's another nod, though no words to accompany the gesture. they aren't needed after another block, anyway, when they come up to an ice cream parlor. stops them in front of it, directing his attention back to anthony. ]

So this means that you will not say no to it now, correct?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ stares at the store, wondering where that had come from. ]

You would be correct, sir.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ leads them inside, then. ]

I am not too keen on ice cream, myself, though I believe they have a small selection of frozen yogurt.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

How about just a bite?

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

Depends on your choice of flavor and toppings.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ if he had to guess-- ]

. . . Vanilla?

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

That cannot possibly be your usual.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

No, but you'd combust if I got anything else.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

A small bite will not kill me.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

I still don't like breaking things.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

I am certain that I will live. Get whatever you wish.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

You'll try it?

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

Of course. I have resolved to try new things while in this relationship. [ a small pause. ] Though I cannot promise you that I will enjoy everything, specifically in the food department.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

I know. Important part's the. . . [ hand gesture. ] Trying.

[ short pause. ] Me too.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

If anything, it will make us better people. Become more well-rounded. [ gestures at the ice cream choices. ] Choose your poison.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ quirks a small (quick) smile at him & then turns to inspect the choices.

... in the end, just closes his eyes & points randomly, landing on -- cookie dough? shrugs. ]

'Kay. That one.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ nods, quickly making their order (vanilla frozen yogurt in a cup for him) before removing his hand from anthony's to hand over the necessary amount of money from his wallet.

when they're finally given their food he leads them back outside. ]

Shall we sit or continue our walk?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ accepts the ice cream without any complaint & trails on after him outside. ]

Let's walk. Burn off calories. [ offers his ice cream for michael to make the first bite. ] I wanna buy next time.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

That's a perfectly acceptable demand. [ leans over to take a bite. ... chews. chews some more... ... ... eventually swallows. ] ... not too terrible.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ stares. ]

. . . Teeth of steel.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ wipes his mouth off with one of the napkins he snagged. as they begin their trek again: ]

Pardon?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

You chewed ice cream.