Characters: Reki [
historycodebook] and Gumi [
13376066135]
Location: From the institute to a restaurant?
Time: Shortly after
this text convo.
Content: Pasta is needed. Gumi's dragging Reki out to get some.
Warnings: Should be relatively harmless. :o
Format: Action? Prose? I'm gonna start in action, because I don't have much energy for detailed prose-y stuff. @_@ thank you, not-job.
[ Gumi got impatient with waiting for Reki out front, so she decided to go get him herself. She moved quickly up to his office, suspecting that her workaholic of a friend/husband/baby daddy was being himself. She opened the door (didn't even bother to knock), marched right over to him, and grabbd his arm. ]
C'mon, we're going.
( ooc: Hun, is this okay? )