Catch Up: Cousin Style
WHO: Feli and Nico
WHERE: Crystal Court Mall
WHEN: Wednesday the 27th of April, 1pm (backdate, got caught up in HW @A@)
WHAT: Someone wants to catch up on what's been happening - with crepes and shopping~
RATING: There maye be some more scaring/teasing of a certain Italian cousin
Nicoleta had contacted him yesterday as soon as she'd read his blog about being home and proposed they meet up since they hadn't seen each other in so long. While he was weary he did know she hadn't done anything too bad to him in recent years. So, with plans for dinner in his head, Romano at work and him needing a completely new wardrobe anyways he agreed. Malls were safe, she couldn't do much to him there (then again wasn't the sour cream incident at a shopping center? He forgot...).
"Meet me at Tres Bien Crepes in the Crystal Court Mall in twenty minutes, okay~?"
He'd barely awaited her confirmation before digging into his brother'c closet, nabbing some clothes that were more in style and, more importantly, clean than anything he had left. A quick search for the keys later and he was roaring down the road in the red Ferrari, ignoring traffic signs. Back to normal it seemed.
He was at the mall in under 20 minutes and at the appointed shop in the food court in under 5, eyes sweeping the milling and scattered crowd for the familiar woman, mindlessly chattering off an order for a La Dolce Vita crepe.
WHERE: Crystal Court Mall
WHEN: Wednesday the 27th of April, 1pm (backdate, got caught up in HW @A@)
WHAT: Someone wants to catch up on what's been happening - with crepes and shopping~
RATING: There maye be some more scaring/teasing of a certain Italian cousin
Nicoleta had contacted him yesterday as soon as she'd read his blog about being home and proposed they meet up since they hadn't seen each other in so long. While he was weary he did know she hadn't done anything too bad to him in recent years. So, with plans for dinner in his head, Romano at work and him needing a completely new wardrobe anyways he agreed. Malls were safe, she couldn't do much to him there (then again wasn't the sour cream incident at a shopping center? He forgot...).
"Meet me at Tres Bien Crepes in the Crystal Court Mall in twenty minutes, okay~?"
He'd barely awaited her confirmation before digging into his brother'c closet, nabbing some clothes that were more in style and, more importantly, clean than anything he had left. A quick search for the keys later and he was roaring down the road in the red Ferrari, ignoring traffic signs. Back to normal it seemed.
He was at the mall in under 20 minutes and at the appointed shop in the food court in under 5, eyes sweeping the milling and scattered crowd for the familiar woman, mindlessly chattering off an order for a La Dolce Vita crepe.