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[vodkadanyet]

Who: Ivan Braginski
What: Sitting on a park bench
Where: The park
When: Sunday morning
Why: He's relaxing by doing nothing at all. He's desperately bored and trying to convince himself that it's cool to do nothing.

Comments

Hey you~ XD

[preussen_ore]

[Gilbert's body clock was shot. That is the only reason why he's out and about on a Sunday morning when he could be sleeping in. He is convinced of this when he sees Ivan sitting in a park bench]

Well shit.

[And promptly turns to go the other way. He hopes he's lucky today and Ivan won't see him]

[preussen_ore]

You can't lose a fucking game if you're not playing!

[vodkadanyet]

Aha~ So I've won by default, da? [Runs faster to claim his prize]

[preussen_ore]

No you havEEEEEEEEN--

[SHIT! He didn't see that hump there! >_<]

[vodkadanyet]

Uhuhu!

[He's got Gilbert now!]

[preussen_ore]

[Trips and catches himself off balance--] FUUUUUUU--

[vodkadanyet]

[Takes this chance to grab Gilbert's collar and pull.]

[preussen_ore]

[Gets pulled back, almost choking, but still trying hard to get his balance back]

[vodkadanyet]

Uhuhu! I've won the game, Gilbert. [Is holding on very tightly, but not really helping Gilbert regain his balance.]

[preussen_ore]

[Teetering a bit, turning his head with difficulty to glare at Ivan] Let go of me, bastard!

[vodkadanyet]

[Shakes his head] Why should I? [Tugs a little] I've already won~ uhuhu!

[preussen_ore]

[Glares at him, really, really wishing he could rear up and wipe the floor with him]

[vodkadanyet]

[Shakes him forward and back. Silly Gilbert~ He could be literally wiping the floor with you right now if he felt like it.]

[preussen_ore]

[Well he knows that. Gets shaken back and forth, pissing him off even more] What the fuck do you want, Ivan??

[vodkadanyet]

[Pulling him back to the park] Is there something wrong with playing a game with someone you know well, Gilbert?

[preussen_ore]

[Struggling to get free] I--Know the kind of games you play--OUCH!-- And I'm not playing!