Got any furniture you want to get rid of?

[adam_balister]

Who: Adam Balister (adam_balister ) Gideon Thrace (gideon_thrace ) & Emil Gregory (dantesque )
When: Saturday, February 13, 1999
Where: Adam & Gideon's Apartment at Whitetail Grove

Adam sat in the nearly furniture-less living room of the apartment he and Gideon now lived it. They'd been using a small futon for a bed, Adam using it during the day when Gideon was out and Gideon using it

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[adam_balister]

"Emil? He's a friend of mine. Haven't I ever mentioned him before? He's the one that helped me get the job at the bite club"

"You mentioned a someone but without a name," Gideon noted, though he could be wrong. "But k, if you're certain that's how you want to do it." He shrugged.

Adam blinked and pulled his head back some, "If that's how I want to do it?"

"Yup," Gideon said as finally he decided that sleep probably wasn't going to happen again anytime soon and pushed himself up a little. "Though I was hoping that you'd just ask. It's not that big of a deal."

"Just ask what?" The vampire's eyes narrowed in accusation. He was pretty sure what Gideon was going to refer to.

"For me to go and purchase one," Gideon muttered. He thought it was quite obvious.

With his eyes narrowing to slits, Adam let out a low non-threatening growl and stood. He quickly turned and paced across the room. This wasn't a subject he was comfortable with. After all, he was letting Gideon pay for the place. He needed to contribute somehow.

Gideon sat up fully. He didn't need to be entirely coherent to tell that he hit a nerve and sighed, standing up. Opening his mouth to say something, it closed, deciding not to, and he just shook his head a little. "Sorry."

"Don't be" Adam muttered, glancing over his shoulder and stealing a glance at Gideon before he tore his eyes away again. "It's my issue. It's only temporary anyway, borrowing the bed from Emil. Once I have enough saved to buy one, I'll give it back"

"Right," Gideon reassured and walked up just behind Adam, resting his chin on his shoulder, whispering, "So then we'll stop by the department store on the way home to pick up one of those plastic covers just in case, k?" He smirked.

"Plastic...covers?" Adam asked, looking fully at Gideon over his shoulders, thoroughly confused by the suggestion.

And that was when Gideon did roll his eyes, "Never mind."

It took Adam a moment to think about it and he finally got it. He narrowed his eyes supiciously at Gideon and shook his head. "And I thought I had the dirty mind"

"Or would you rather be the one to explain to your friend why there's a stain where the pillow should've been?" Gideon chastised.