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[drake_on_call]

Who: Drake and Christoph
What: Aromatherapy
When: This afternoon at 2
Where: Bed, Bath, and Beyond
Why: Brilliant plan

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[metzebd]

Christoph had been sitting in the lobby idly waiting for Drake to arrive. He had went down to the lobby early, because he was always early, never on time, early. He waved at Drake when he saw him and walked over.

"I know I've said I'd help, but I think I should be able to know what you're planning. So, what's this brilliant plan of yours?"

[metzebd]

Christoph gently pried Drake's hand off of his arm, "Calm down, okay? I just don't want you to have sex and then have him dump you. It's not fair to either of you." He was not going to say a word and skillfully changed the subject, "So," he began cheerfully, "Why don't we go look for those candles?"

[drake_on_call]

"How would that not be fair to *him*? He'd get to fuck me *and* dump me. But, okay, okay, you're right. It's not over till it's over, so there's no reason to panic.
Candles, yes, let's go find candles. What kind do you think would be the sexiest? Dark cherry? Cherries are sexy, right? Like, getting your cherry popped? I mean, all the cherries on this tree have been picked," he laughed. "But it's an idea."

[metzebd]

Christoph inwardly sighed in relief, "I'm sure most of us have already had our 'cherry popped', Drake." He smirked, "But cherries can definitely be sexy, yes. I think I saw that the aisle for scented candles are over there."

[drake_on_call]

"I don't know, some people take that waiting stuff pretty damn seriously. Have you ever met a Mormon? Craaaazy," he said as they walked over to the aisle.

"Oh, my God, can you believe people get paid to just sit around and think up smells for candles?" he said, picking up a 'laundered cotton' candle. "The things they do with science but they still can't keep people from going bald or getting cancer."

[metzebd]

"I've never had the...pleasure of meeting a Mormon, but it's their belief and we should respect their decision." Christoph replied, shrugging a little.

"Just a warning to you, I've read a paper that stated the fumes from scented candles are actually very bad for you. So if you're going through with this, have some fresh air as well."

[drake_on_call]

"*God*, you are so romantic, Christoph, I don't know how you and John get out of bed," he said, rolling his eyes a little. "How's ginger?" he asked, taking a sniff. "Too sharp?" he asked, holding it out.

[metzebd]

"I can't deny the fact that I'm a hopeless romantic and just because we get out of the bed doesn't mean..." He trailed off, a sly smile on his face, "Anyway, ginger? I don't think that's very good if you're going to seduce someone, it's too sharp."

[drake_on_call]

"Do you tell him you might die of candle fumes when he cooks you a romantic candlelit dinner?" he scoffed. "Well," he said, putting it back. "The black cherry smells like a rotting orchard, so what sounds good?"

[metzebd]

"When you light the candle, you cause combustion to happen, meaning it releases carbon dioxide, which increases the green house effect as well as global warming." Christoph explained, "John and I are more practical, we use electricity, thank you very much."

He looked around at the stocked shelves before taking a light red one out, "How's this one? Cinnamon Spice."

[drake_on_call]

"Thanks, Bill Nye, I didn't know you lived in LA," he said. "Too Christmas...hmm, bayberry," he said, taking the candle off the shelf. "mm, this one actually smells really good, here," he said, holding it out to him.

[metzebd]

"Just because I actually read science journals..." Christoph said, shaking his head. He took the candle and smelled it, "Hmm, this one's really is nice. Buy some."

[drake_on_call]

"I'm gonna get a bunch of them. You never know how logn it could be. I had sex with this guy once," he said, picking up a few of them. "Who went for, like, three hours. Seriously, people fantasize about that stuff, but by the third hour, you really just want them to get off you. I don't know how Sting's wife does it. Hold these," he said, handing a few of them to Christoph. "Okay, I think we're ready."

[metzebd]

"Three? Three hours?!" Christoph's eyes went a bit wide at that, "I can't believe you did it for three fucking hours, wow." He took the candles Drake gave him, "Nothing else?"

[drake_on_call]

"Yeah, neither could I, and neither could my ass the next day, or the next *three* days" he said, going towards the check out area. "No, I'm assuming you don't wanna know all the gory details of all the stuff I already got since you're not drunk right now, right?"

[metzebd]

Christoph smirked at the statement, "Drake, I wouldn't want to hear the gory details even if I was drunk." He followed him to the check-out area, placing the candles onto the conveyor belt.