You totally dress in the dark don't you...?
WHO: Alfred and Feliks
WHEN: Late Afternoon, July 25
WHERE: Crystal Court
WHAT: Feliks doing what he does best...
( ...until he hits a road block named Alfred. )
WHEN: Late Afternoon, July 25
WHERE: Crystal Court
WHAT: Feliks doing what he does best...
( ...until he hits a road block named Alfred. )
He almost choked on the small milk-shake he had been consuming as someone quite smaller than him bumped straight into his chest. Coughing slightly and taking a step back, he looked down at the girl.
Laden with bags, she looked as though she was about to fall over and Alfred's hand immediately shot out to grab her shoulder, making sure she didn't fall.
Not to mention she was kinda cute. "Hey," he said, "are you alright?"
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He opened his mouth to snap at them, but instead it came out as, "I-I'm fine...!"
Mad at himself he swallowed his fear and managed to turn out of the hold without the bags making him tumble to the ground. He still had to work to catch his balance though, before he could scoff, "What are you, like, trying to do... cope a feel?!"
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"A-Ah, please don't yell or anything, or blow your rape whistle if you have one, I'm not a rapist!" And there he went again, babbling. At least it wasn't condoms.
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"I would totally pull out my rape whistle right this second if I wanted to put these bags down, but there is no way they're touching the floor, so you better be glad you don't have to be arrested today. Next time, you better look for whose way you're standing in, you..."
Feliks then gave him a suspicious once over, looking repulshed by what he saw.
"You know, forget that." He simply dropped the bags to the floor and began searching through the shoulder purse hanging on his side, while muttering, "Geez, where is that whistle when I, like, want it...?"
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He looked at the bags on the poor, pointing at them, tone slightly desperate. "I'll carry your bags for you."
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He only paused when he heard the offer. Forgetting his purse, he looked up with a smile.
"Oh, how nice of you to offer, like," Feliks sneered, searching for the words to describe this person, "mister random dude... erm, I'm sorry, do you seriously walk around in public like that...?"
He indicated their... unique sense of attire.
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But under that green gaze, Alfred could almost feel the nervously smile he had starting to waver. This girl was kind of fashionsta and suddenly his jeans, t-shirt and brown hoodie seemed totally out of place.
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He looked around shyly, hopefully no one was seeing him carrying a conversation with this person, "And no, but let's just say I'm certainly getting a shower the second I get home."
He let out a breath, glad no one around seemed to care what he was doing, "But, don't worry about that, unless you think you can, like, impress me or something."
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"No... I don't know. I wear Pink from Victoria Secret, for obvious reasons, and, like, 'the hell' I'm talking about is since you're so worried about your outfit now must mean you want to impress me." he scoffed, "Good luck there, cowboy."
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He stared at the green eyes, trying to asses her pupils. "Impress... You? I don't even know your name, and you were just about to call rape on my for touching your shoulder..."
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He looked down to the shopping bags briefly, before sighing and bending down to dig through one, "Like, let's see... ah!"
He happily held up a light pink, collared, top, "Example, something like this, so way better. It's not always good to dress horribly unapproachable, dude."
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"That's... the ugliest shirt I've ever seen." he said, swallowing, "And I dress very normally!"
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He huffed, "It's not, like, I'm holding up a dress for suggestion. Which... actually I totally could be! You know, it's way out of fashion to dress normally these days."
He started up a more vigor search through the bag this time.
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Wait just one goddamn second.
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He noticed his audience was suddenly silent. He looked up at the guy and tilted his head.
"Like, what?"
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