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 Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 2:38 pm
"Watch it, buddy, or I'ma hide these extra pineapples in your damn bed." While he himself wasn't in it, of course. His pizza was now edible without the added fruits, helping himself to another slice after having another swig of coke.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 2:47 pm
"That would mean there would be pineapples in your bed too," Chance pointed out, arching a brow. Mostly because he was just enjoying being a little s**t to Otto while he could, since Otto couldn't always be the little s**t in the relationship.
(Just most of the time.)
"Did you want to do anything after this?" he asked, sorting through the nachos to find a nice, loaded piece. "Or did you want to just go back to the hotel and relax?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 3:21 pm
"Nuh uh! If I get this to go, and save it for the island, I can put it in your actual own bed." This was sounding more complicated by the minute. In fact, it sounded like too much effort to even plot let alone act on. "Never mind." He grumbled, taking another bite. Otto nodded at the change of topics, eagerly. "Yeah. I mean, either after dinner or before we leave tomorrow, I wanna do some shoppin'." "I want new clothes. And new sneakers." "And maybe other stuff."
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 3:28 pm
"That would just be plain mean," said Chance, taking a sip of his drink. The alcohol burned pleasantly through him, not nearly enough to make him even close to drunk, but with a nice, sharp aftertaste to it. "I'm sure there are other ways you can come up with to torture me."
He glanced at his watch. "Well, it's only about six now, we can do some shopping afterwards, if you want. This is obviously a place booming with stores and such, there should be plenty of places we can go to get some good s**t."
Chance swirled his straw again, thinking."I'd like to get some more art supplies as well, maybe some new books."
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 3:46 pm
With that plan in mind, Otto finished what he could of his meal. One more slice of pizza and some nachos later (and only a bite of a slider, since he was already full), and he was ready for the bill. The bill he managed to snatch away before Chance got a chance to.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 3:54 pm
Chance had made a snatch for the bill and completely missed it, because Otto was a jerk and Chance had been busy eating a second slider and hadn't been paying enough attention damn it.
"I was going to get that," he said, an expression of dry amusement in his eyes. He tipped his glass up and drank the last bit of it.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 3:57 pm
"You're too slow." He said back nonchalantly, paying for the meal with his card. "C'mon, slowpoke. Shoppin' time." He got himself up from the booth, dutifully waiting for Chance to follow.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 4:02 pm
"Rude," said Chance, but he didn't mean it, scooting sideways off of the couch and standing up. He stretched and then reached for Otto's hand in a gesture that seemed almost automatic by now, lacing their fingers together.
"All right, lead the way, handsome," he said grandly, gesturing them forward towards the door.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 4:05 pm
His hand in Chance's, Otto led the way outside. "I don't wanna go too far. I might lose track of where the hotel is." He murmured as they exited, looking around before walking down the street. He kept going until he found a shoe store. Otto of course had very particular taste when it came to clothing. Shoes included. Inside, he let go of Chance as he hurried off to a display of flashy sneakers with vibrant patterns, asking to try them on.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 4:23 pm
Getting lost in an unfamiliar city was not an appealing thought, so Chance kept ahold of Otto, at least until they reached the first store. While Otto went to look at sneakers and the like, Chance had meandered over to the side that held boots, and was looking at a particularly nice pair of black ankle boots.
"Find anything you like?" he asked over his shoulder, turning his own pair over curiously.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 4:39 pm
"I think so." He called back, slipping out of his shoes and pulling on the flashy ones. The shoes were a perfect fit, as Otto stood in them and gave them a test stroll. Satisfied, he changed out of them, boxing the new ones and ready to pay. "Gettin' those?" He asked, looking over the boots Chance was eyeing.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 4:50 pm
Chance took a minute to reply, eyes raking over the smaller details of the shoes in his hands. He wasn't exactly picky, but he wanted a pair that would last. They were good enough quality for him, and he glanced over at Otto, a smile on his face.
"I think so," he said lightly and sat down on one of the little benches to to tug them on. He wiggled his toes, testing out the comfort of them, and then pulled them off again.
"I like those ones," Chance said as he boxed them up again and stood, digging around for his wallet. He gave a nod at Otto's box. "They fit you well, I was watching you walk around in them."
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 4:56 pm
Otto wanted to make a comment about where Chance's eyes had been wandering if he as watching him walk around, but decided coming up with something cheeky to say was effort. Maybe he was already tired. "Yeah, I'm gunna get'em." Shoe shopping had been easy as a breeze. "I like your boots. Not my style, but it suits you." There see? He could say nice things too. Just, you know, there was a small quota. He left to pay for his shoes.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 5:04 pm
Chance would have said something cheeky in return, so it was probably a good thing that Otto hadn't asked.
"Thanks," he said, giving him a slightly amused smile, Chance tucking the box beneath an arm. "Glad you approve."
He was trying not to laugh, and followed Otto up to the register, Chance tugging out his card. Once everything had been paid and bagged, he led them back outside, Chance glancing around the crowded streets, eyes scanning the shop fronts.
"Clothes, bookstore, or hotel?" he asked. "I think all three are within a five minute walk, there's a bookstore to the left, and the hotel and the clothing store are down to the right."
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 5:09 pm
"I think.. we can do some shoppin' tomorrow." Otto murmured as they left. "It's late, and we worked all day." By work, he meant danced. But that had also been tiring. "I'm lookin' to lay down for a while."
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