Suspicions [Finished]
Characters: Leo, Russel
Content: Every older brother from Amestris is an idiot. It's a law of nature.
Location: Near the New York Public Library
Time of day: Midmorning
Warnings: Stupidity
Leo didn't particularly want to be stuck in this crapsack of a city, but for as long as he was here he figured he'd need some new clothes. There had been a warm jacket in the closet of the hotel room he'd claimed, and he'd been lucky enough to find a pair of sunglasses in the drawer in the nightstand by his bed. After that he'd found a pair of sneakers at a thrift store and ditched his sandals, and now he'd made his way to a clothing store near what appeared to be a library. (Not that he really cared, he had better things to do with his time than sit around reading.)
He rifled through the clothing racks looking for shirts and pants in his size, thoroughly distracted from his surroundings by how annoyed he was at everything. Bad enough he had to wind up in some desolate city in another universe, but it had to be winter, too? And why was everyone obsessed with this silly romance holiday when they should have been trying to get out of here? Grumbling to himself, he wasn't paying as much attention as he should have. He wouldn't notice somebody walking in.
Content: Every older brother from Amestris is an idiot. It's a law of nature.
Location: Near the New York Public Library
Time of day: Midmorning
Warnings: Stupidity
Leo didn't particularly want to be stuck in this crapsack of a city, but for as long as he was here he figured he'd need some new clothes. There had been a warm jacket in the closet of the hotel room he'd claimed, and he'd been lucky enough to find a pair of sunglasses in the drawer in the nightstand by his bed. After that he'd found a pair of sneakers at a thrift store and ditched his sandals, and now he'd made his way to a clothing store near what appeared to be a library. (Not that he really cared, he had better things to do with his time than sit around reading.)
He rifled through the clothing racks looking for shirts and pants in his size, thoroughly distracted from his surroundings by how annoyed he was at everything. Bad enough he had to wind up in some desolate city in another universe, but it had to be winter, too? And why was everyone obsessed with this silly romance holiday when they should have been trying to get out of here? Grumbling to himself, he wasn't paying as much attention as he should have. He wouldn't notice somebody walking in.