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WHO: Jean-Paul Beaubier, Piotr Rasputin.
WHERE: Coffee shop. Not the Second Cup because Second Cup is Canadian. JP would like it to be a Second Cup, though.
WHEN: A Thursday sometime?
WHAT: Date!
FORMAT: Quicklog.
WARNINGS: None.
[Piotr's wondering if he dressed appropriately. He's been with guys before, of course, but dates are not something that every happened to him. The closest thing he ever got were furtive meetings in abandoned places. So for the first time ever he'd wondered what in God's name he was supposed to wear. He'd been afraid to seem like he was trying too hard by overdressing, so he's wearing a t-shirt and jeans.
Despite his slight anxiety, he has a stoic but pleasant look on his face as he waits, hands shoved in his pockets. The only sign of nerves is that he keeps rubbing his chin, reassuring himself that he shaved before he left. He arrived about five minutes early to the coffee shop they'd arranged to meet at, just to have something to do with himself, and now he's just waiting for JP.]
WHERE: Coffee shop. Not the Second Cup because Second Cup is Canadian. JP would like it to be a Second Cup, though.
WHEN: A Thursday sometime?
WHAT: Date!
FORMAT: Quicklog.
WARNINGS: None.
[Piotr's wondering if he dressed appropriately. He's been with guys before, of course, but dates are not something that every happened to him. The closest thing he ever got were furtive meetings in abandoned places. So for the first time ever he'd wondered what in God's name he was supposed to wear. He'd been afraid to seem like he was trying too hard by overdressing, so he's wearing a t-shirt and jeans.
Despite his slight anxiety, he has a stoic but pleasant look on his face as he waits, hands shoved in his pockets. The only sign of nerves is that he keeps rubbing his chin, reassuring himself that he shaved before he left. He arrived about five minutes early to the coffee shop they'd arranged to meet at, just to have something to do with himself, and now he's just waiting for JP.]