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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 8:05 pm
"You're so cute when you're trying to be angry..." Demy snickered and followed after him. Thankfully he already knew what he wanted and after putting in his own order he was quick to move to the condiment section.
...He had sauce packets to read afterall.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 8:28 pm
He made a huffy irritated sound and ordered too, bean burritos instead on a whim and one of those apple folding things before stalking over and grabbing some packs of hot sauce. "Grab a soda from the cooler... our order should be up in a min, I said for here..." He admitted, he honestly just didn't want to wander out just yet. God knew that -freak- might be waiting and watching.
"... can change it if you want I'd just prefer to sit for a little if it's all the same." he added.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 8:38 pm
"I woulda yelled at you if you said for takeout...and then I would have carried you allllll the way back to the dorms despite how much you would have complained." Smirking, Demy took a handful of the sauce packets and walked off to get himself a soda. It wasn't too terribly long before their order came up and the pair was seated at a booth. Demy's side was quickly littered with sauce packets so he could read them while he ate.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:01 pm
"And sooner or later I would have started kicking and we'd both be sorry..." he groused.
"... You said you had a -cousin- right?" he glanced up at Dem for a moment while he squeezed hot sauce into his own food and arranged napkins to not only cover himself from run away food but to clean up for Dem and the packets JUST in case.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:09 pm
"A...cousin? I probably do, out there....somewhere. But I don't remember em if I do?" He shrugged, dumping some hot sauce on another taco. "Why man? Ya trying to meet my family? Hrmmm?" Still smirking, Demy reached over and purposefully moved one of the napkins out of the way. Yes, he did enjoy being annoying at times.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:14 pm
Z moved the napkin back in short order and frowned thoughtful... "Relatives in the area maybe?" he bit into his own and watched Dem's face suspicious, man he was in a smug if irritating mood. One little victory with picking him up and ...hmmph.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:25 pm
"Relatives? Uh...mom and dad---" Then it clicked!" "Ohhhhh! I've got my step-bro! He's not technically -related- but dad married his mom so now we're kindasorta related." By the way, that napkin was totally moved again.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:27 pm
*napkin returned to its original position...a small kick under the table.
"What's he look like?" he arched an eyebrow trying to look, nonchalant about the whole affair. If Dem was so flustered about the ankle god only KNEW what he'd do if he heard any of the rest of it. Good lord...
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:34 pm
Napkin moved yet again, and an attempt to pin the offending foot under his own.
"er...about yay tall? White hair..." He was indicating with a hand about how tall his 'bro' was, mumbling off facts here and there as he did. "Green eyes, though mine are totally more glowstick like. Blah blah blah, fidgety kinda guy. Pretty sure we're the same age too. Neat huh?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:39 pm
"white..." he repeated sounding... distinctly disappointed. Hmm... the corner of his eye twitched slightly as the napkin moved again and he pulled another one out and set it where the first had been.
"Hmm...never mind then..." He mused and went back to his wrap lost in thought...yanking his foot free and stepping on Dem's in turn.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:42 pm
"Aww you can't just say nevermind man! You sounded disappointed..what's up? You can tell me you know! You can tell me aaanything..." With his foot pinned, Demy simply grinned and wiggled his foot a bit. Fine, footsie was over with. Oh well.
There was other ways to be a bit of a 'brat'. Like flicking a (thankfully -closed-) packet at Z just for giggles.
No harm, right?
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:44 pm
"Nothing..." he repeated still half distracted and got smacked in the hand with a pack of hot sauce.
"Just saw someone who looked kinda like you, just... not." he mused and finished his meal, taking a drink of soda before poking at his 'desert' and pondering if he wanted it now or just to take it home.
"Did you have fun while you were out?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:53 pm
"Kinda...like me but not? Weird dude, pretty sure I'm oneeee of a kind!" Thank god for that. Demy knew what this convo was getting at, but...well his usual attitude was probably enough to move from that conversation.
"Sure did man. Is your day any better now that I'm back? I bet it is right? Of course, it'd -have- to be..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:55 pm
"because your awesome right?" He asked with just a hint of a smile creeping back. He peeled open the apple thing and took a bite, leaning back and sighing. God... should he warn Dem? Or was it just him that Mr. Hyde was interested in...
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:58 pm
"Bingo!" The blonde grinned and finished off his taco. "But, honestly man? The night's sooooo much better now that you're here. Even if your foot is jacked up, which by the way you -better- take care of or I'll bug you foreeever. Seriously. And it won't be the fun kind of bugging either. It'll be -annoying-. And I'll take care of you."
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