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Characters: thetrollprince & lunateclock
Location: Izaya's apartment
Time: Evening
Style: Prose/Action- probably prose...cause we be champs
Status: Closed
[There they were. Tempting. Like little discs shouting out to him. His hand hovers over the tin box for a few seconds before he finally shuts it.
He could have. He very well could have popped it into the bottom of Minato's teacup. Again. Yet that wasn't the game he wanted to play tonight. He wasn't going to waste them on him. He put the tin away and finished making the tea. The dumplings were ready to go and now the tea was as well.
He glances at the clock and-- it's close to when Minato said he'd come over. Izaya's always a step ahead. Prepared for anything and everything- tonight just so happened to be dinner. Had they ever had dinner together like this? Not that he could recall of at least. The last time he had talked to Minato....
Tch.]
Location: Izaya's apartment
Time: Evening
Style: Prose/Action- probably prose...cause we be champs
Status: Closed
[There they were. Tempting. Like little discs shouting out to him. His hand hovers over the tin box for a few seconds before he finally shuts it.
He could have. He very well could have popped it into the bottom of Minato's teacup. Again. Yet that wasn't the game he wanted to play tonight. He wasn't going to waste them on him. He put the tin away and finished making the tea. The dumplings were ready to go and now the tea was as well.
He glances at the clock and-- it's close to when Minato said he'd come over. Izaya's always a step ahead. Prepared for anything and everything- tonight just so happened to be dinner. Had they ever had dinner together like this? Not that he could recall of at least. The last time he had talked to Minato....
Tch.]