Hot Enough (Dumpling Princess)
Dec 16, 2015 2:01:24 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Dec 16, 2015 2:01:24 GMT -5
“Well….you still are, but the glasses would be an improvement,” he said, looking off to the side. Gene wondered if it was really that when it came to Kodi. It must be the accessorizing. Maybe.
Gene released his fish lips after a moment or two with a *pop* as he released that inner suction of his cheeks. Then he stuck out his tongue, feeling(finally) just a little more playful after that stupid disheartening that came out of nowhere. “I can do that if you really want. I’ll make you rice balls or something.” Gene didn’t really care for rice balls, but he liked the ones he made himself. They were made specifically how he liked them.
“You don’t have to call me a noob though…” he muttered. That’s what gamers called the inexperienced and it was meant as a put down. For some reason if you didn’t have any experience, that warranted being called names, even though he was just learning. That’s actually the reason why Gene quit online multiplayer games… At least Kodi’s attitude was in the right place, with giving Gene time to take it at his own pace. Which was slow. At least, he was trying to go slow. By the time he’d announced himself to get up and switch to an easier vessel to drink from, Gene was honestly surprised by how much he’d taken already. How was he supposed to know it was so much, he didn’t feel a thing so far! Maybe it wasn’t as alcoholic as Kodi said it was?
“I’ll be fine,” he said with an eye-roll, a small smirk on his lips and laugh in his breath. “This stuff must be broken. I don’t feel a thing.” Gene scooted himself to the edge of the couch and pushed himself to his feet. Gene got exactly five fairly smooth steps towards the area of the kitchen, the line that led into it drifting at a diagonal toward the dining area instead, before flopping to the floor. Only it wasn’t a true flop, it was more like he gave up and let his feet collapse under him while holding his free hand out to catch himself somewhat carefully. To the boy, though, it felt like he’d suddenly gone from standing to teleporting his butt to the floor. Gene proceeded to gigglefit and flop to his side. “Oops…I fell down,” he said, as if it were normal and he hadn’t claimed just a moment before that he was ‘fine’.
Gene released his fish lips after a moment or two with a *pop* as he released that inner suction of his cheeks. Then he stuck out his tongue, feeling(finally) just a little more playful after that stupid disheartening that came out of nowhere. “I can do that if you really want. I’ll make you rice balls or something.” Gene didn’t really care for rice balls, but he liked the ones he made himself. They were made specifically how he liked them.
“You don’t have to call me a noob though…” he muttered. That’s what gamers called the inexperienced and it was meant as a put down. For some reason if you didn’t have any experience, that warranted being called names, even though he was just learning. That’s actually the reason why Gene quit online multiplayer games… At least Kodi’s attitude was in the right place, with giving Gene time to take it at his own pace. Which was slow. At least, he was trying to go slow. By the time he’d announced himself to get up and switch to an easier vessel to drink from, Gene was honestly surprised by how much he’d taken already. How was he supposed to know it was so much, he didn’t feel a thing so far! Maybe it wasn’t as alcoholic as Kodi said it was?
“I’ll be fine,” he said with an eye-roll, a small smirk on his lips and laugh in his breath. “This stuff must be broken. I don’t feel a thing.” Gene scooted himself to the edge of the couch and pushed himself to his feet. Gene got exactly five fairly smooth steps towards the area of the kitchen, the line that led into it drifting at a diagonal toward the dining area instead, before flopping to the floor. Only it wasn’t a true flop, it was more like he gave up and let his feet collapse under him while holding his free hand out to catch himself somewhat carefully. To the boy, though, it felt like he’d suddenly gone from standing to teleporting his butt to the floor. Gene proceeded to gigglefit and flop to his side. “Oops…I fell down,” he said, as if it were normal and he hadn’t claimed just a moment before that he was ‘fine’.