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 Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:02 pm
Diego nods, still feeling a little shy about the sheer newness of his situation. "I will stay here." He says firmly.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:06 pm
Chayse scampers off to get changed before the lady in charge of the 'costumes' can yell at him, and changes, and washes off the make up. He looks at himself in the mirror... despite the fact that his normaly wear is sweat pants and a sleeveless shirt, Diego seems to keep catching him at moments when he's wearing the fancier stuff he wears to a shoot. Well, it's mroe appropriate for a dinner date anyways, he guesses. However, leaving his hair down is soemthing he doesn't feel like doing, so he quickly braids that up.
He checks himself in the mirror one last time before going back to where Diego was waiting for him, "All done ^^."
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:08 pm
Diego pulls the model into a loose hug and smiles. "You look quite nice." he says, taking the model's hand and leading him out of the warehouse.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:12 pm
Chayse blushes a little, and lets Diego lead him away, "Do we have any idea where we're eating?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:16 pm
Diego shakes his head. "You know the area much better than I would." he says, keeping a firm grip on Chayse's hand.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:18 pm
"You just seemed so decisive on where you were going though, so I thought I'd ask," Chayse is in a good mood again, and possibly a bit hyper from post-shoot again, "I think I want...chinese food!"
Then he starts dragging Diego off to a chinese food restaurant.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:20 pm
Diego laughs as he gets dragged through the streets by the much smaller, albeit older Chayse. "That is a good idea, since I usually only get italiano." he says, keeping close to the model.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:23 pm
"I don't eat italian often" Double entendre wendy doesn't want to think about? Chayse finally gets to the restaurant he'd had in mind and enters, "All you can eat chinese, and it's good, and not very expensive ^^"
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:26 pm
Diego smiles. "You do not look like the type that eats very much." he says. "And price does not matter. I have the bill." The way he says that leaves almost no room for argument. There's a sign at the entrance telling them to seat themselves, so Diego leads Chayse in and finds a cozy little spot near a window. He pulls out a chair for the model.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:30 pm
"If you're going to insist on treating then I'm even happier it's cheap. Yeah, I really have to watch what I eat." He sits down on the chair Die pulled out for him, feeling totally remarkably spoiled.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:33 pm
"At least you're not anor-ana? What is that word?" he asks cutely, sitting in the chair opposite Chayse.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:35 pm
"Anorexic. No, I'm not, but a lot of models fall into that trap... Ah, well, it's more common in girls anyways." The waitress comes and gets their drink orders and then they can go to the buffet
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:39 pm
Diego smiles at Chayse in thanks for the help. He nods as he listens to the model intently. When they go up to the buffet, he piles food on his plate, being a hungry man tennis play dude who practices alot.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:41 pm
Chayse's plate is pretty full, though not as full as Diego's, and unlike Die, it's rather unlikely he'll go up for seconds (or at least, not much for seconds). Um. skip eatingage?
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2005 9:42 pm
Conversations flows easily between the two as they eat and soon, their meal is over. Diego looks to Chayse. "I still have an hour and a half until I must leave. You are not busy, are you?" he asks. The waitress drops off their bill and two fortune cookies.
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