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 Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2016 5:49 pm
It was takeout night. Thai. Rabbit was picking it up, as usual, but on this particular evening the place was abnormally busy. After giving his name at the front booth, he was herded outside with everyone who was awaiting a table, even though he didn't plan to stay. He smiled and nodded and tried to look like another unassuming member of the crowd, but it wasn't long before some curious child took too great an interest in him and their guardian pulled them away with a frown. A bad influence standing still. He lit the cigarette he'd left loosely dangling between his lips, and soon he had his own private circle of calm, a void centered around all of his poor life choices.
It might have been nice to have someone to talk to. Instead, he leaned against the side of the building and waited for his food.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2016 7:39 am
"Lend me your light?" Naz held out her unlit cigarette with a crooked smile, glad that the guy next to her was a smoker as well; "forgot mine at home somewhere. That or my aunt hid it," she snorted, shaking her head. "She's on a campaign to get me to stop smoking at the moment. Not much I can say to that when I'm living at her house, right? And working at her store, no less. At least I'm only an occasional smoker and don't go through two packs a day or anything; aunt Hjørdis would have had a fit at that, I imagine." A husky laugh at the thought and then she was sending him another smile, body language relaxed and open; "naw, she's good enough - and sorry for babbling your ear off here." Not that she had any intention of stopping, but hey. "So," she gently nudged him with a shoulder, "what're you in for?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2016 7:26 am
He grinned, holding out his lighter and flicking it to life. Once her cigarette was burning, he pocketed it once more.
"Babbling's fine. It's great, really. People can be so hunchy and weird these days with their phones and other fiddly crap... not that phones are bad, I mean, I like Cookie Clicker as much as the next guy, but it's nice to talk too."
Rabbit paused, giving her last question some thought as he gently wobbled under the faint force of her nudge. What was he in for? Like prison? He'd never actually been there, surprisingly enough. But what else could she mean? In the know? In this waiting area? He decided to go with that last one, not that he stuck with it for long.
"I'm here for food, I guess? And I get you on the smoking thing. I have to go outside to do it when I'm at home, but my sister's in a wheelchair, so I do what she says." He pressed his lips together, briefly considering how accusatory that might have sounded. He hadn't meant it to, but now that his words hung in the air between them, caught in their mingling haze of fumes, he couldn't take them back. There was a chance they hadn't seemed so bad outside of his head. "I thought about quitting, so she wouldn't have to deal with it, but it's a good way to meet people." He smiled again. There, fixed. Maybe.Ephebe yes it's lovelyyyyy <3 sorry about the wait
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2016 2:50 pm
She took a drag of the smoke, savoring the taste and listening to him speak. "Yeah I know what you mean, sometimes you just need some human interaction, right? It gets a bit sad to see everyone just walking around in their own world all the time. Christ," she huffed a rueful laugh at herself, "now I'm sounding like some geezer. Okay, moving on." For a short moment she was worried her nudge would make him topple over, but luckily he seemed to steady again under her concerned gaze. "Should've guessed," her grin was dry. "It's good of you to go outside for her." Her tone was still friendly, letting the comment pass. At least his sister being handicapped led to him following her words, not ignoring them as she'd seen some able-bodied people do. It was the best of the two extremes, as far as she was concerned. "And that it is - and hey, it's a topic of conversation, however contentious. Gets almost as many people talking as walking my cat does."
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