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 Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 4:29 pm
Otto winced as the cold and wet glove connected with his face. He yanked the offending limb away. "Ain't as if it aren't true." He replied with impeccably terrible grammar, his words already getting numbed by a frozen face.
Okay, so while he'd been gun-ho about playing in the snow, he'd forgotten just how cold it was.
"It's ********' cold." He grumbled, inching himself out of the snow drift. "I'm goin' back inside. Comin?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 5:00 pm
Chance let out a snort, but he pushed himself to his feet, staggering somewhat. His legs felt frozen in place, and the snow was at least up to his knees and waist in this particular snowdrift they had tumbled into. He stretched out his legs and reached for one of Otto's hands to help him up.
"Up and at 'em, hot stuff. I say we go have some hot chocolate and get into some warmer clothes."
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 5:15 pm
"Warmer. Dryer." He remarked alongside him, standing with Chance's aid. With his own piddly height, the snow was up to his ribs in the snow drift. Grumbling, he started to sweep and kick snow out of his way. The winds had done well to make the terrain as uneven as possible. Snow drifts as small as a foot or two, coupled with some too high to consider plausible.
It made Deus look utterly foreign.
"Hot chocolate sounds real good right now."
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 5:35 pm
He kicked and pushed and shoved, trying to weasel his way out of the drifts; and even with his added height, it felt like trying to wade through a pool of really thick water.
"Dryer definitely sounds good right about now," said Chance with a snort as he brushed snow from his hair. "And hot chocolate, with those little marshmallows."
He cast a look back over his shoulder at Otto and grinned.
"I could give you a piggyback ride if you don't want to walk."
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 5:37 pm
Otto stopped long enough to cast Chance a glare in his direction. He wouldn't be caught dead accepting a piggy back ride. As if his make-believe, Bad-a** reputation wasn't already in shambles. "I'd slow you down." He grumbled in reply, pushing past the snow as they made their way around the building. "M'thinkin' I shouldn't have left my window open..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 6:00 pm
"Suit yourself," said Chance airily, waving a noncommittal hand. "But if you fall on your face, it's totally not my fault."
He grinned back at him as they sloshed through the snow, a set of shivers now setting into him, Chance lifting both hands and rubbing furiously at his arms to try and get some of the warmth back into them.
"Do you have a heater or something? You could turn that on after you shut the window."
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 6:02 pm
"I ain't got a heater. Never needed one on the island." He replied with a shudder. "But the techs got the heat on in the buildin'. So I guess just gotta huddle by... wherever the heat is comin' from."
And blankets. He had many, many blankets.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 6:29 pm
"Hmm, good point," said Chance, wading over a patch of coldness and giving a little hum of thought. "Never thought any of us would be trying to climb our way out of twelve foot snow drifts on a tropical island, but, well, here we are.Foraging our way through the wilderness."
He finally made it to the door to the dormitory and wrenched it open, stumbling inside.
"Okay - how about you go change or take one of your hour long showers or something; I'll change too then make hot chocolate, if you want?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 6:32 pm
Otto grinned in pride of his wasteful use of hot water. "Sounds like a great idea." He said, dusting himself off and striding confidently towards the staircase to the second floor.
"Take your time." He called back with a wave of his hand. After all, an hour long shower was plenty of time to putter about. And plenty of time for his apartment to warm back up.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 6:46 pm
"I didn't mean that literally," Chance hollered after Otto as he headed down the first floor to his own dorm. Even though Otto would probably spend the next hour in the luxury of hot water.
By the time Chance made it up to Otto's room, he was dressed in a clean - and most importantly warm - pair of sweatpants and a long sleeved black shirt, carrying with him a mix of hot chocolate fixings and some marshmallows.
He nudged the door open with his foot, and then made himself comfortable on Otto's couch to wait.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 6:50 pm
While Otto certainly did not spend an actual full hour in the shower, he'd not made short work of it either. He'd spent over ten minutes just getting ready for it, and a good half of an hour or more actually in the shower.
By the time he emerged, he was at least dressed, if nothing else. The doorway to the bathroom steamed relentlessly thanks to the prolonged shower, and if one got close enough to the fluffy haired blond, his own skin was liekly puffing with steam as well.
"Oh, hey. You're here." He was almost worried the man had waited too long. Almost.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 6:53 pm
Fortunately for his high maintenance shower loving boyfriend, Chance had come well prepared. By the time Otto came out in a billow of steam, he'd curled up comfortably with his legs tucked beneath him on the couch, a book in his hand and his head on the armrest.
He lowered the book onto his chest, eyebrows raised.
"I did promise hot chocolate, didn't I?" Chance said dryly, sounding amused. "Have a good shower?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2016 5:06 am
"Mmmhmm." He replied smugly, leaning over the back of the couch to give Chance a quick peck on the lips. "Pretty sure I took up all of the island's hot water, though."
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2016 6:00 pm
"Mmm," said Chance, lifting a hand to gently smooth his fingers briefly through Otto's wet hair and smiling at him. "Well, that's not unusual. Pretty sure they're going to start billing you one day for using up everything every time you shower."
He grinned, and set his book down, reaching for the hot chocolate fixings.
"I just need some hot water for this, speaking of taking it all, unless you want me to use milk."
This last part was said with a slight twitch of Chance's lips as he suppressed a smile.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2016 4:55 am
Otto faked gagged as he turned his head away from Chance. " Water." That man knew full well Otto's feelings on milk, and wielded its awful powers like a toy. Otto made grabby hands for the fixings Chance was reaching for. "Give it. I'm already standin', so I'll make us somethin'." Otto was offering to put effort of his own into a food-making activity. Clearly the world was ending.
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