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 Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 11:39 am
Z flopped down on the edge of his bed, setting aside the crutches that he still needed, eyeing the now sharpie blackened cast venomously as though he could -stare- his way through to the itch that was plaguing him.
Demy being loopy the other day for having colored the cast with a sharpie had been something though, he himself had gotten a -splitting- headache from the smell and they'd had to open both windows just to air out the room.
He glanced over at Dem's side of the room again at the bag sitting there, a fluff of horrid -pink- filler paper poofed out at the top thanks to the people at the last store he'd stopped at to get the things.
Everything...was in there... he was -all- set for this.
And he'd sent carnations to everyone else right? Oh hell...he forgot Beth...rrrgh....
He'd send her a plush -and- a carnation as a belated sorry.
He pinched his nose trying to organize and glanced at the clock waiting.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 11:50 am
Hey hey hey, Demy had been bored the other day. Clearly the only way to cure his boredom had been to doodle all over Z's cast right? Riiiiiight? He had done a good job, if he said so himself. Especially since part of it glowed in the dark. Heh heh heh.
Today though was a new adventure, and somehow in his rather short attention span he had managed to remember just how special a day it was!
"Excuse me! SCUSE ME! Coming through, watch it, THAT MEANS YOU ALEX! Gah,COMING THROUGH!"
At least Z got a bit of a warning this time before the door to their room suddenly BURST open, revealing a panting Demy carrying a box wrapped in bright pink.
...A pink that matched his own pink, white, and purple outfit. Well, everyone already knew he loved colors and crazy outfits. But....well damn.
"Z-man!"
The blonde burst into a grin, shutting the door behind him and taking a few more steps into the room.
"Sup?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 11:56 am
Z's jaw dropped open. He himself wasn't wearing a -lick- of anything that might even HINT at pastel, let alone 'romantic'. if anything he was dressed in more 'death and gloom' than normal when at least there was normally some vague panda implication.
"....What the HELL are you wearing?" he boggled.
The box didn't even -rank- when compared to the outfit that Z rather felt would have done a young Liberachi proud.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 11:59 am
"What? No hello? Man people ask me that -a lot- you guys sure don't know alot about my dressing habits do you? Tsk tsk, it's an OUTFIT Z. You put several articles of clothing together and you come up with an outfit it's very simple and dude I could help you sometime! It'd be fun! We could go clothes shopping and get you some----heeeeey what's that?"
His gaze had shifted towards his bed, immediately spotting the bag. Was...that a present? For him? Gaze moved again, this time focusing back on Z.
"I got you something!"
He held the box up triumphantly for a moment before moving forward and handing it off to it's owner.
"For youuuuu~"
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 1:01 pm
"It's...pastel." He said still staring... "You look like... like a care bear.And I -hate- shopping for clothes it... I, uh...oh... so you did..." He blinked.
"Yours is on the bed."
He took the box carefully expecting it to rattle like candy almost..
"I um... thank you..."
he didn't know why but it still flustered him.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 1:09 pm
"But clothes shopping with -me- would be funnnn! I promise it would be, but we can talk about that later...go on! Open it!"
Demy gave him a little shooing motion before heading off to his own bed to nab the bag.
Z's box offered no rattle of candy. If anything it only gave a soft 'thump' noise if shaken. Inside the horribly bright box was the softest, fluffiest, cutest panda plush that Demy could find. And yes, he really had felt just about every panda plush in the city to deem which was the softest. The panda had typical...well, panda markings, except for the eye spots which were shaped like hearts rather than the typical somewhat round spots.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 1:39 pm
Z's eyebrows shot up... they would have reached his hair line were they able.
It was soft, squishy, not too light, nor dangerously heavy. It was... squish-able.
It was amazing.
He glanced around like he was afraid Alex might have appeared with a ladder at the window and a camera in hand before squishing the panda in a tight satisfied squeeze and an amazingly happy Sigh.
"Thank you.. It's wonderful..." He admitted and cleared his throat embarrassed.
"Um...Grab yours!...It's um.. hope its ok."
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 1:55 pm
Demy couldn't help but grin at Z's reaction.
"You're welcome! I hugged so many pandas trying to find the perfect one man. Like...really, I'm surprised I haven't been labeled as some kinda rampant panda hugging criminal or something. So many Z. But it had to be perfect."
And from the content sigh coming from the other it seemed like he had done -very- good with this present.
Now.....what was in this bag? Own bag in tow, Demy slid to a seat on the floor by Z's bed. Once there he gave the bright pink paper a few pokes before digging into the bag to see what it contained.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 3:09 pm
Inside was a parcel wrapped in more paper, it was black with metallic gold and red hearts all over it. Most of it squished softly,but part was lumpy and firm under it all, tucked under the ribbon that wrapped it was a 15 dollar iTunes gift card.
Z rested his chin on the head of the panda, whom was now turned to 'watch' with him as the packages were unwrapped.
The squishy package contained an slightly oversized hoodie with day glow stars and 'splatters' all over the front of it, and a sticker proclaiming that it glowed in the dark to boot. and sticking out of its folded neck was a pack of glow sticks.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 3:58 pm
Demy was not one to waste time carefully peeling apart layers of wrapping (though he had to admit, this paper was pretty nice), so it was a mere few moments before he had unearthed the things Z had given him.
And a few more moments before he had pulled the hoodie on (despite a grunt of pain as his ribs protested all this movement), and had both the pack of glowsticks and gift card resting in his lap.
"Dudeeeee, Z! This...this is AWESOME man! Thank you!"
Grinning more the blonde looked down so he could examine the hoodie. This thing was so cool, and it -glowed-. Fricking -sweet-.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 4:02 pm
"Watch the ribs man..." Z scolded as he pulled the hoody on.
"I knew I shoulda looked for a zip up..." he chided himself right after.
"You gotta give it a few minutes to charge up before you go turning the lights off on us..." he added as Dem stared down at the shirt in wrapped fascination.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 4:14 pm
"Awh cmon man I'm fine. Seriously by now I'm kinda used to them hurting ya know?"
Well before they had been just cracked. Now a few were broken but still. He was -fine-. He was always fine.
"But no man this is awesome thank you! And....I'll give you a few minutes before I turn off the lights, promise! Really!"
Maybe.
"Happy V-day Z-man, thank you!"
Really..it was the first one he had bothered to celebrate, outside of the activity of giving -everyone- in class a card as was typical in their younger years.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 4:23 pm
Zac chuckled... he hadn't celebrated outside of family for years now.
"I didn't get chocolates..." he apologized almost. "their cheeper tomorrow anyhow."
"... Happy Valentines Day Dem."
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 4:32 pm
"We can go candy shopping tomorrow! I'll get you chewy sweetarts and anything else you want man, okay?"
Demy had moved, pulling himself up to flop down on Z's bed beside him. On...his back of course, laying on his front was totally out of the question for now.
"...Hey Z-man. If shut up means I love you then does I love you mean shut up? But if it does then it really means I love you because that's what shut up means...and just...................it's very confusing man, why do we have a different word for love anyway?"
So much for it being a blissfully -silent- afternoon.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 4:35 pm
*flump*
He flopped his face down onto the panda with a sigh.
"... Shut up Means shut up... you have to listen for if I sound -irritated- or not... or... Shut up meaning shut up can be 'can it'... if that makes you happier. I just don't like -that- word... Why use it... it's been made cheep, and brittle and rendered almost meaningless. People say it -casually- they say it off the cuff without -thinking- about it, My -mother- says it to my -father- my father says it to whomever he -happens- to be in the sac with at the time... that's why..."
He rambled trying not to focus on the frustration of it.
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