(Can we have the Roleplay be set in winter?)
(Yeah, Lennox will have no problem keeping warm!)
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(Can we have the Roleplay be set in winter?)
(Heh heh heh heh)(Yeah, Lennox will have no problem keeping warm!)
(Because Arron and his coffee.)
The bell of the Starbucks rang as Arron ducked inside to escape the relentless wind blowing outside. He pulled the scarf down off of the front of his face and breathed in the clear air. He hated this season, however he hated the rest of the seasons more, so technically this was his favorite. Arron walked towards the counter, eager to get his fingers around a warm cup.
Arron stood in line, unaware that Lennox was right behind him in the line. He ran his fingers through his hair, knowing that the roots of his purple streak was returning to the natural light brown one, and he would probably have to re-dye it soon. He looked up at the menu, searching for specials or perhaps new options, but found none. He began to pull of his gloves, then stuck them in his "satchel" on his side.(Guilty as charged...)
After the fun events with Arron, Lennox had spent some time just wondering, wondering into some pleases he should be, some he shouldn't, one he was almost thrown out of. He had even shifted into an exact double of a rude man, and followed him on his way around town, scaring him out of his wits. But, he got bored with that, and started encouraging more cold weather to come, which wasn't that fun, it was dull, even though it did work. He decided to go get a coffee, and saw a Starbucks up ahead as he walked, it wasn't the type of place he would normally go to, he liked mom and pop places, but it would do.
He pushed the door open and walked into the coffee shop, the ice cold wind howling through the open door before it swung closed, tossing his fiery red hair. Thought it was freezing out, he was only wearing a pair of dark straight-leg jeans, black leather boots, and a white button-down shirt, as if it was 75°. He headed up towards the back of the line, contemplating tricking them all into letting him order first...
Arron stood in line, unaware that Lennox was right behind him in the line. He ran his fingers through his hair, knowing that the roots of his purple streak was returning to the natural light brown one, and he would probably have to re-dye it soon. He looked up at the menu, searching for specials or perhaps new options, but found none. He began to pull of his gloves, then stuck them in his "satchel" on his side.
((Twelve year olds aren't as innocent as you think.))Lennox was also unaware of Arron in line, mainly because there was one, very tall man, very wide man between them. He decided, that he didn't want to wait any longer, even though he had only been starding in the line for a few seconds. Lennox tapped the back of the large man in front of him, and the man irritatedly turned, but his face softened, as he saw a young girl around the age of 12, standing just behind him, a pitiful look on her angelic face. Of course, it was an allusion that only the man would see and hear, to everyone else, Lennox was standing there. "Excuse me, Sir," The allusion girl spoke in a voice like honey, her doe eyes looking sad and pleading, "Can I please, go in front of you in line? I don't have much time..."
The man blinked, "Oh, yes, yes of course." He stepped to the side enough to let the girl through, and the allusion gave him a winning smile. Now that the man had moved, Lennox could identify Arron in front of him by the purple streak in his hair, and stepped in front of the man, the allusion doing the same, but added a thank you for the man.
"Hello, Arron!" Lennox exclaimed right in the boys ear, a large grin spreading across his face.
((Twelve year olds aren't as innocent as you think.))
Arron's eyes winded and he jerked to the side, letting out a yelp. He clenched his fists and spun around, seeing Lennox there. "Y-you? Starbucks isn't even safe now, and was it really necessary to scream in my ear like that?" He rolled his eyes and turned around. "Whatever, I'm not going to give you the reaction you're going for." Arron was about fed up with this guy, what was he doing, following him?
(We could make this into a movie and call it Two Jerks in a Starbucks.)
Arron rubbed the bridge of his nose and ignored Lennox's sarcastic comments. "They should have a Starbucks just for office workers." he thought, assuming the man in front was ordering for his co-workers. "The lines would be so much faster." Arron folded his arms and waited, expecting the ginger behind him to do something obnoxious.(I know they aren't, I was one! But in reality, he could have tricked the guy without any allusion, it's just more fun with one.)
"I'm not going for any reaction, thanks, and maybe the screaming wasn't necessary, but I couldn't help myself, I was so pleased to see you again," Lennox retorted, smiling as if he meant it, then continued, "Being that you have such I winning personality." Then ruined the impression by sniggering derisively. The line was long because of so many people wanting out of the cold wind, and there was a guy holding up the line by ordering enough triple shot lattes to keep you bouncing off walls for a week.
(Haha, they are jerks! That's a good idea for a movie... XD )