Double Date (Minus One) [closed]
Jan 24, 2013 22:34:58 GMT -5
Post by Fer Reyes on Jan 24, 2013 22:34:58 GMT -5
"What is that supposed to mean?" Fer asked Michael, one eyebrow raised, in disbelief. "Of course I made the sandwiches, just as I set up the most amazing romantic date anyone could ever wish to have." And that no one is having. "Damn right they taste delicious."
Fer was sure of that, even if he hadn't tasted the sandwiches himself. It was an old recipe of him, eggplants and honey in a special bread he still wasn't sure how to call in English, but still managed to find at the local farmer's market.
He was, though, enjoying this wine far too much, and far too quickly, instead, and he took another sip to hold himself from exploding as the other two boys noticed the light spectacle in the sky.
"Whatever!" Fer pouted at Michael's words. "PFFT! WHATEVER TO YOU TOO!" Fer almost yelled at Romeo before taking another big sip. But god, Romeo did not stop talking. "Whatever whatever whatever wharover wharoro wharo wohro wohro wohro," he said very rapidly, clearly having a slip of the tongue in the process, but in his defense, repeating "whatever" quickly many times was hard, and English was not his native language, and boy, wasn't this wine delicious?
"Oh my Britney!" Fer yelled at last. "Lesbians now?" He sent a death-stare to Romeo. "You know what, enjoy the date you two, I'm out!" Fer stood up from the blanket and, although determined to leave, remained in his spot one small second as he saw he had the other two's attention directly at him. "Or you know, don't enjoy SHIT!"
Words said, Fer stomped the ground with his foot while closing his eyes, making every single date item that was not in the boy's field of view disappear, which thanks to the fact that they were looking up at him, was pretty much everything but the two tiki torches behind Fer, and well, Fer's bottle of wine, of which he took another sip before turning around to walk away from the other two, or perhaps specifically, from Romeo.
It perhaps had been a good idea to build this date only with replicated objects.
Fer was sure of that, even if he hadn't tasted the sandwiches himself. It was an old recipe of him, eggplants and honey in a special bread he still wasn't sure how to call in English, but still managed to find at the local farmer's market.
He was, though, enjoying this wine far too much, and far too quickly, instead, and he took another sip to hold himself from exploding as the other two boys noticed the light spectacle in the sky.
"Whatever!" Fer pouted at Michael's words. "PFFT! WHATEVER TO YOU TOO!" Fer almost yelled at Romeo before taking another big sip. But god, Romeo did not stop talking. "Whatever whatever whatever wharover wharoro wharo wohro wohro wohro," he said very rapidly, clearly having a slip of the tongue in the process, but in his defense, repeating "whatever" quickly many times was hard, and English was not his native language, and boy, wasn't this wine delicious?
"Oh my Britney!" Fer yelled at last. "Lesbians now?" He sent a death-stare to Romeo. "You know what, enjoy the date you two, I'm out!" Fer stood up from the blanket and, although determined to leave, remained in his spot one small second as he saw he had the other two's attention directly at him. "Or you know, don't enjoy SHIT!"
Words said, Fer stomped the ground with his foot while closing his eyes, making every single date item that was not in the boy's field of view disappear, which thanks to the fact that they were looking up at him, was pretty much everything but the two tiki torches behind Fer, and well, Fer's bottle of wine, of which he took another sip before turning around to walk away from the other two, or perhaps specifically, from Romeo.
It perhaps had been a good idea to build this date only with replicated objects.
