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Post by Amos Vang on Oct 6, 2017 18:18:35 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos just shook his head a bit as Michael came over with his little discovered item. "That is a garlic press. You put a clove of garlic in it and press down, like this here.. I'll show you." He took the thing from Michael and did a small demonstration. "The garlic comes out of the wholes, but the shell stays in the press. Granted, I never use them because I hate cleaning them.. I just mince my garlic the old fashioned way." He shrugged a little back and handed the item back to his boyfriend. "There are all sorts of things around. Dishes, knick-knacks, clothes, toys. Sometimes they have instruments in the case up front. I buy a lot of things here..." Amos gave him a small smile and went back to looking around at the items near him. "Oh, that reminds me.. I need to look through their books..." He walked through the rest of the aisle before looking back towards Michael again. "See anything that you like?"
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Nov 17, 2017 3:47:35 GMT
The blonde teen blinked as he listened to the albino boy explain to the item he had found. A garlic press? That was a thing? He tilted his head a little when Amos took it from him and demonstrated how it was used. Once he was done demonstrating, Michael took it back and turned it over in his hands before he looked back towards his boyfriend once more. A small smile crossed his face as Amos spoke about what else was available in the shop. He moved off to put the garlic press away, glancing over to his boyfriend again as he walked down an aisle and told him that he wanted to look at some books as well. He moved off towards his boyfriend, glancing around once more. "Heh, well..." Michael trailed off, lifting a hand to rub the back of his neck as he shrugged a little. He licked his lips a little before he began to walk off towards where he spotted a few hats. Michael hesitated for a few moments before he grabbed a black fedora and turned it over in his hands before he put it on and made his way back over to Amos, offering him a sheepish smile. "Um, so how does it look..?" [googlefont=Alice][googlefont=Lobster]
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Post by Amos Vang on Nov 21, 2017 3:53:22 GMT
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down | [attr="class","scroll"] Amos simply shook his head a bit as Michael got nervous and went off to do his own thing as he looked through the books. He put his hand on his hip a bit and his other hand to his chin and lips in a thinking sort of manner, just tapping a single finger over his lips as he looked through the titles of the books, his crimson eyes narrowing a bit. Damn. Did he need to get glasses or something? Nah.. The print was probably just that small. That had to be it. Still, he turned to look at his boyfriend as the blonde approached with a hat. He kept his face terribly straight as he looked him over. "It's hideous. Absolutely horrible." But of course he started chuckling a bit and moved over to the blonde. "I'm joking. It looks fantastic. Maybe we should buy it." Of course he couldn't help the semi-dirty thoughts that crossed his mind at Michael perhaps just wearing the hat... and... only... the hat...
The albino boy shook his head and went back to looking at the books. "I could've sworn there was a cook book over here... As well as.. Aha! Yes!" The excitement was written clearly on his face as he pulled a smallish book with a white cover and a red spine off of the shelf. It was very clearly not in English. He took the book straight up to the counter, a bright smile on his face. "I can't believe that you found it! I mean really! How did you get this?"
"A little birdy dropped by and asked me to sneak it to you somehow. So I hid it in the section no one but you ever looks in. Figured that you'd find it." The shop keeper smiled a bit and tapped the counter. "Is that all you're gonna buy darlin?"
"Wait.. Someone.. Left it for me? But who..?" It wasn't like he really knew anyone in particular. His sister maybe? But that wasn't very likely either...
"Didn't say. I just remember someone comin' in here after I posted the notice on the door for ya. Said to be sure that ya get it."
"Hmm.. Uhh.. Thanks.. Umm I'll take it and that hat there." He smiled and handed over the money, taking the book back from the counter. "Keep the change, and thank you for this. I'll be back in a few days probably. You ready Michael?"
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After they left the store, Amos led the blonde towards the part of town where there were a lot of vendors and street carts. The albino scoped out a few before coming to stop at nothing less than a hot dog cart. "Two please." This was a pedestrian date after all. Michael hadn't ever really had the opportunity to enjoy the smaller things in life before, like street hot dogs. "Thanks." Amos handed one over to the blonde and stepped over to put a few toppings on his, mainly chili and cheese because it was honestly the only kind of hot dog that he personally liked. "There's some sort of street fair going on a few blocks from here, figured maybe we could check that out too if you want."
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Nov 26, 2017 2:01:27 GMT
Michael blinked from the response his boyfriend gave him about how hideous the hat looked. He opened his mouth to say something but his boyfriend started chuckling and had admitted he was joking and that the hat looked fine. A smile crossed the blonde's face in subtle relief as he lifted a hand to tap the rim of the hat slightly. "I think we should buy it then," he responded with what appeared to be a flirtatious wink. Of course, the blonde was unaware of his boyfriend's semi-dirty thoughts concerning himself and the hat, but it wasn't like he was one of pure thought either. He shadowed his boyfriend as he appeared to be searching for a cookbook, his own eyes scanning the various, used books there until his attention was captured by his boyfriend finding what he was looking for. He tilted his head to the side slightly as he leaned over to look at the prized book the albino held in his hands. His eyes traveled over towards where the person behind the counter stood, having followed his boyfriend over there as well, when the albino engaged in conversation with the clerk. Well, apparently Amos came to this place often from the way he spoke to this person, especially since the blonde knew how...prickly he could be towards others. He merely remained quiet as he let his boyfriend take the initiative on buying what items they were getting so they could move on with this 'peasant' date of theirs. ~~~~~~~~ Once they left the store the blonde found himself being led towards a vendor which handed them food after the albino's request. He accepted one from his boyfriend and quickly glanced over it before he watched his boyfriend top his food with other things, pausing only to hesitantly add ketchup atop his hot dog. He glanced towards Amos as he spoke, blinking a few times before he tilted his head to the side slightly once again in what seemed to either be interest or confusion, perhaps even both. "A...street fair?" He asked him, obviously having no idea what that really was. "What happens during a street fair, Amos?" He added after a few moments, glancing back down at his hot dog as he seemed to try and determine the best way to eat it. [googlefont=Alice][googlefont=Lobster]
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