All I Want for Valentine's Day... Is Some Peace and Quiet!
Mar 23, 2015 16:55:41 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2015 16:55:41 GMT -5
Okay, Oriel was starting to feel better. Leave it to Phoenix’s silliness to brighten up the ink manip’s mood. Worked like a charm every time, no wonder Oriel was head over heels for this fellow. Even if he was just skin and bones. “You know that excuse ain’t going to save you, so why bother’ using it? Sides, I’m still working on my ‘fatten up the fiancee’ plan.” He grinned, deliciously licking his lips. “I’m looking forward to a full-course meal on our wedding night.” Mwahahaha~
Oriel raised an eyebrow at Phoenix’s ‘assessment’ of King Grumpy-Grumpness. “Probably. Right. Keep telling yourself that, I’ll be over here trying to keep my head from being skewered on a stake and showcased on the front lawn for the world to see.” Oriel was exaggerating. Probably.
“The fuck is ‘ahi’?” Oriel didn’t know half of these words, it all looked like gibberish to him, even more than usual. Oriel stared at the menu, mulling over his decision. When the waiter came, Oriel kept considering and spoke slowly. “I’ll take….the steak….the big one.” The second most expensive thing on the dinner menu. If the old man really was paying…Oriel wasn’t going to skimp on his stomach, that’s for sure. This shit better be seasoned with fucking gold dust, for how expensive it was! He set the menu aside for the waiter to take and smiled up at his fiancee, curling his fingers around Phoenix’s when he took his hand. “Yeah, you sure do,” he said back, bringing his other hand to pinch at his nose. “Stinky.” Oh, he was so mature.
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Oriel breathed and held his hand to his stomach. “That…..was really good,” he commented for the nth time since their meal began. The overall portion size sucked, but it was good. “A great appetizer. Can we go get a burger now?” he asked, totally not joking. “I’m still hungry.” Oriel had a big stomach, which seemed to be getting bigger recently. Oh, he was going to turn into a tub-lord if he wasn’t careful….but food was good.
He glanced up at his fiancee, who had been the one to take the check, since it was his ‘daddy’ who was apparently paying for all this. “…….how bad is it?” he asked, leaning is with slight interest. “Do I want to know?” Oriel might get terribly loud and obnoxious over it, though, so was probably a bad idea. He sighed. “So….what do you want to do now? Go back to the room? Wander around?” He smirked. “Go get that burger?” Oriel might sneak away later and do that on his own time.
Oriel raised an eyebrow at Phoenix’s ‘assessment’ of King Grumpy-Grumpness. “Probably. Right. Keep telling yourself that, I’ll be over here trying to keep my head from being skewered on a stake and showcased on the front lawn for the world to see.” Oriel was exaggerating. Probably.
“The fuck is ‘ahi’?” Oriel didn’t know half of these words, it all looked like gibberish to him, even more than usual. Oriel stared at the menu, mulling over his decision. When the waiter came, Oriel kept considering and spoke slowly. “I’ll take….the steak….the big one.” The second most expensive thing on the dinner menu. If the old man really was paying…Oriel wasn’t going to skimp on his stomach, that’s for sure. This shit better be seasoned with fucking gold dust, for how expensive it was! He set the menu aside for the waiter to take and smiled up at his fiancee, curling his fingers around Phoenix’s when he took his hand. “Yeah, you sure do,” he said back, bringing his other hand to pinch at his nose. “Stinky.” Oh, he was so mature.
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Oriel breathed and held his hand to his stomach. “That…..was really good,” he commented for the nth time since their meal began. The overall portion size sucked, but it was good. “A great appetizer. Can we go get a burger now?” he asked, totally not joking. “I’m still hungry.” Oriel had a big stomach, which seemed to be getting bigger recently. Oh, he was going to turn into a tub-lord if he wasn’t careful….but food was good.
He glanced up at his fiancee, who had been the one to take the check, since it was his ‘daddy’ who was apparently paying for all this. “…….how bad is it?” he asked, leaning is with slight interest. “Do I want to know?” Oriel might get terribly loud and obnoxious over it, though, so was probably a bad idea. He sighed. “So….what do you want to do now? Go back to the room? Wander around?” He smirked. “Go get that burger?” Oriel might sneak away later and do that on his own time.