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May 30, 2010 23:45

WHO: Whiskey (was_sleeping) and Alpha (not_his_best)
WHERE: Some nondescript sushi place.
WHEN:: backdated to Friday evening.
WARNINGS: dollspeak? Haha, probably none.
SUMMARY: A date~
FORMAT: para/quickpara.



Alpha was there promptly at the time that they had agreed upon. Twenty-one of his personalities were built to be punctual, and thus they tended to keep that whenever a time was set to be any place. He dressed casually. A red shirt and khaki pants, a spritz of cologne and neatly kept hair. Bobby had wanted to take charge -- after all, his Crystal was buried in there, but they collectively agreed against it. Bobby was dreadful when it came to clothing, and even worse when it came to table manners.

Whenever Whiskey arrived, Alpha greeted her with a twisting upwards of lips -- a slight smile that was both twisted and gentle. He held out his hand for her own, "Shall we?"

† alpha | n/a, † whiskey | vasana

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