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 Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2014 2:05 am
Hayden Belmont Hayden was just pulling a soda out of the fridge when he heard Peter, looking over at him. "Oi, you want to buy the rest of the store while you're at it?" he snickered while staring at the basket.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2014 2:17 am
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way "Shut up," was his snapped reply as he stood beside his lover. "Now hurry up. The paint's beginning to chip already." He tucked a hand in his back pocket, his pose at the moment looking less like a beleaguered artist and more like a Greek statue.
And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2014 2:25 am
Hayden Belmont"Yeah, yeah." he nodded, but stayed where he was. He stood there facing Peter for a moment. Then, out of nowhere, he grabbed Peter's basket and swiped it from him, hurrying to the counter to set that and his own items down. "All together." he told the cashier before the artist could try to reclaim them.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2014 2:42 am
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way "Hey!" he shouted, chasing after Hayden. "I'm not paying for your crap, you a-s!" Standing beside him, Peter tried to separate their items, but to no avail. The cashier was already almost done.
And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 11:14 pm
Hayden Belmont"Course you're not." Hayden snorted while rummaging through his wallet while at the same time bumping Peter away with his hip. Looking over at the artist, he smiled and pulled out his credit card and said as he handed it to the cashier, "I am."
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 12:26 am
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way Peter stood still, as if struggling to figure what was happening before him. After a moment, he finally spoke, reaching for Hayden's shoulder, although his grip wasn't forceful like it usually was. "You don't have to do that," he said, eyes staring intently at the vampire. "I can buy my own stuff."
And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 12:35 pm
Hayden Belmont"I don't have to, yeah," he shrugged. "But that's what boyfriend's do, right?" He smiled as he took his credit card back and slid it back into his wallet before handing the bag of food to Peter.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 1:01 pm
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way "... Quit making me love you," he growled, taking the bag and starting for the door. Even he was amazed by how grumpy he was by the show of love.
And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2015 12:17 am
Yasu ItoAfter a few minutes of constantly looking over his shoulder, Yasu settled for walking by Jupiter's side. She carried herself well and, true to her word, seemed to be able to dodge obstacles and take turns easily. If he didn't know better, Yasu would've thought she could see fine, just didn't want to look at people like most students here. Finally, Yasu walked through the automatically opening doors and sighed in relief as a wave of air conditioning hit him. "Here we are." he said and turned back to her, hands in his pockets. " It's not very popular; but there are tons of these back in Japan, and I love 'em. You got anything you wanna eat, they've got it. Anyway, something you craving?" he asked as he searched for the junk food.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2015 6:10 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2015 11:57 pm
Yasu Ito" Huh? Oh, uh, sure. This is 7-11. It's like a grocery store only smaller. It's a lot smaller than the ones in Japan, but they've got already cooked food here, so that's pretty cool, I guess." He turned to look at the few racks. A couple were empty, but some had fried food waiting to be picked up: corn dogs, burritos, burgers- " Oh hey, they've got some pizza here." Yasu said. " Which kind you want? Pepperoni? Sausage?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2015 12:52 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 1:07 am
The_Little_Rabbit Found a better pic for Yasu (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧ Yasu ItoYasu checked against as he got a plate of Pepperoni. " No, they don't have any of that." he said, a bit disappointed himself. He got a few candy bars, mainly for Jupiter's sake, and after getting a couple burritos and drinks, set them on the counter. He looked down at the twenty he was handed for a while, then, with a scowl, gently pushed her hand away. " It's fine, I'll cover it." he said and handed the cashier his card. He wasn't necessarily sure why he was doing this when he came for the free food. Who knows? The idea of making someone blind pay for his food... It felt like a jerk move, even if she kept insisting. Once they were done paying, Yasu lead Jupiter outside and plopped down on the curve. " I usually like eating on the sidewalk. Never cared much about what everyone else thought about it, but all of my friends think it's gross." he grumbled the last part with a hint of irritation in his voice. Privileged jerks. The drummer waited for the girl to sit down before handing her her food.
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 1:27 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 8:14 pm
Yasu Ito" Whatever, sure. Next time you can buy as much as you want." snickered Yasu between bites. This was what he loved about America. All the greasy food and snacks galore! If you wanted something from across the world then all you needed was to walk five feet to the next store! He wiped his mouth on his forearm and drank from his fountain drink when Jupiter talked about the streets. When she was on the streets? Did she have a hard life? Was that why she was so optimistic? Hearing all that, he could see her in a new light. "Nah, it's not weird." he answered, arms on his knees. " The people I hang out with, most of 'em come from rich families, y'know? They know all about prim and proper, so a lot of things I do are things they consider low class sh-t. It's dumb. But I get what you're saying. I like the outdoors, too. There's always so much to do, y'know?" He was quiet for a minute, eating more of his food, before deciding to ask, " So... What did you mean by when you were on the streets?"
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