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Who: Zack Fair i_love_squats and Kunsel knows_it_all
When: Backdated to Feb 20.
Where: In the park.
Format: Paragraph.
What: It’s after the V-Day event, and Kunsel’s got something important to show Zack. /tries not to leer
Warnings: Sap? But it'd be manly sap, I swear.
What a long few days this had been; misplaced emotions, exchanged embarrassments, the slow sinking feelings of something growing, and Zack was ready to let the past go. This wasn’t the first time these messes had started here, wasn’t the last time they’d come in and played havoc with everyone’s consciousness and inner workings, and while he didn’t doubt it’d be the last, the thought didn’t make damage control any easier. But, hey, Kunsel seemed better. Kunsel seemed okay. Kunsel made a bet and seemed…
…seemed happy. And to Zack, that was the most important thing.
I got something I want to show you.
Curious. Zack was forever curious, and the anticipation of this surprise alone made him run faster through the streets towards the park. Forget the bet they had hastily put together; his pride couldn’t even make him move as fast as his eagerness for this discovery. A gift? Something on the roads? A new building previously undiscovered and perfectly preserved? A bar? Food?
He hoped it was food. He hadn’t eaten yet today, as his stomach loudly reminded him, and a new restaurant would be ama-
Now, while it had been some time since he had been to the park outside the Manor, he was pretty sure it didn’t have a shiny metal and purple sculpture. Especially one that moved. Which meant…Kunsel had just won the bet. Kunsel just won the bet, allowing him to do whatever he wanted with Zack’s hair for a day.
Damn.
And worse yet? He had no apparent food in his grip.
“How’d you get here so fast?!”
When: Backdated to Feb 20.
Where: In the park.
Format: Paragraph.
What: It’s after the V-Day event, and Kunsel’s got something important to show Zack. /tries not to leer
Warnings: Sap? But it'd be manly sap, I swear.
What a long few days this had been; misplaced emotions, exchanged embarrassments, the slow sinking feelings of something growing, and Zack was ready to let the past go. This wasn’t the first time these messes had started here, wasn’t the last time they’d come in and played havoc with everyone’s consciousness and inner workings, and while he didn’t doubt it’d be the last, the thought didn’t make damage control any easier. But, hey, Kunsel seemed better. Kunsel seemed okay. Kunsel made a bet and seemed…
…seemed happy. And to Zack, that was the most important thing.
I got something I want to show you.
Curious. Zack was forever curious, and the anticipation of this surprise alone made him run faster through the streets towards the park. Forget the bet they had hastily put together; his pride couldn’t even make him move as fast as his eagerness for this discovery. A gift? Something on the roads? A new building previously undiscovered and perfectly preserved? A bar? Food?
He hoped it was food. He hadn’t eaten yet today, as his stomach loudly reminded him, and a new restaurant would be ama-
Now, while it had been some time since he had been to the park outside the Manor, he was pretty sure it didn’t have a shiny metal and purple sculpture. Especially one that moved. Which meant…Kunsel had just won the bet. Kunsel just won the bet, allowing him to do whatever he wanted with Zack’s hair for a day.
Damn.
And worse yet? He had no apparent food in his grip.
“How’d you get here so fast?!”