|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 2:39 pm
"You know what, I love shopping," Harrison said, turning to head towards the door. "It usually takes me...a couple of hours, at least. Can't get me out of the store."
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 3:10 pm
Rep's sullen expression from earlier was completely forgotten as he grinned and trotted along, a bit of bounce back in his step. "Aye. I mean. We probably tried. Really hard to like, get you to leave, but you were having none of it. Regular ******** shopaholic, I'm sure people will understand."
And as always when he was in a good mood, he rambled on and on giddily "Its like a ******** illness man, like my sugar thing. Where I'm like that bus in the movie Speed, but like, instead of speed its sugar intake, if I don't get enough chocolate in a month I'll blow up and take a bunch of innocents with me. We don't ******** want you to blow up in a shop in Vegas."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 3:41 pm
"All these months with no shopping can really wear on a guy," Harrison agreed, "There's no telling what I'd do. Exploding isn't even the worst of it. Prices chopped, fires started, untold carnal- excuse me, carnage," he held open the door politely.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 4:03 pm
"You're very picky about your clothes," Jordan agreed gravely. "It's just going to take forever to find the right tie. I'm sure I'm going to lose count of the stores." He stuck his free hand into his pocket and followed along, swinging the bag and grinning.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
