The Hidden Door-A Role Play (AKA The Most Dangerous Coffee Shop II)

“Yeah.” Charlie agreed. He stared ahead and realized how hungry he was. Normally, he would’ve announced that he was starving, but his brother was probably even hungrier (and grumpier) so he stopped himself.
“Alex, c’mon, the others are right over there!” He urged gently, as his brother was starting to tug on his hand as he dragged his feet.
“Where were you two?” Korim asked, sipping his soup slowly.
Take looked up from his glass of milk to see Charlie and his younger brother return to the group. He didn’t even realize that Charlie was gone too, thinking the kid just chose to be invisible the entire time he was with them. He drank the last of his milk, leaving him with a white mustache on his upper lip. Take took a moment to glance at Blair, unsure if the time was right for him to patch things up with her. I gotta at least let her eat first..


Hana had just finished the last of her stew before she decided to listen in and watch the kids play with the fluffy baby chickens from Kevin’s basket. The tiny chirps they vocalized were quite cute and made her smile just a little. She became slightly interested in holding them herself, but she’d rather let the children enjoy them.
 
Blair sat down beside Emma, holding a semi-cold bowl of soup. She quite literally wolfed down the soup, even though it smelled odd and the texture was strange, she was starving so she didn't really care. Emma was feeding Kit the rest of her soup, and Blair was growing rather concerned of what the dogs diet was going to consist of for a while, and grimanced, but ignored it. So much for feeding her stupidly expensive food her whole life.
She sat cross-legged, setting her mostly empty bowl in her lap. Looking over the group, doing a mental count of everyone and making sure everybody was present, her gaze fell on Take, a frown twisting her lips. She wasn't going to force anything, because she didn't even know who was in the right and wrong. They were both in the wrong, even if she didn't want to admit it.
 
Blair sat down beside Emma, holding a semi-cold bowl of soup. She quite literally wolfed down the soup, even though it smelled odd and the texture was strange, she was starving so she didn't really care. Emma was feeding Kit the rest of her soup, and Blair was growing rather concerned of what the dogs diet was going to consist of for a while, and grimanced, but ignored it. So much for feeding her stupidly expensive food her whole life.
She sat cross-legged, setting her mostly empty bowl in her lap. Looking over the group, doing a mental count of everyone and making sure everybody was present, her gaze fell on Take, a frown twisting her lips. She wasn't going to force anything, because she didn't even know who was in the right and wrong. They were both in the wrong, even if she didn't want to admit it.
Blair sat down beside Emma, holding a semi-cold bowl of soup. She quite literally wolfed down the soup, even though it smelled odd and the texture was strange, she was starving so she didn't really care. Emma was feeding Kit the rest of her soup, and Blair was growing rather concerned of what the dogs diet was going to consist of for a while, and grimanced, but ignored it. So much for feeding her stupidly expensive food her whole life.
She sat cross-legged, setting her mostly empty bowl in her lap. Looking over the group, doing a mental count of everyone and making sure everybody was present, her gaze fell on Take, a frown twisting her lips. She wasn't going to force anything, because she didn't even know who was in the right and wrong. They were both in the wrong, even if she didn't want to admit it.
Take got up after definitely not watching Blair finish her bowl of soup. He came over to where she and Emma were, his gaze glued to the space around them to avoid temporary eye contact. “Hey, can we talk for a minute?” he asked Blair, his tone serious as his gaze shifted to outside the alley, hoping they could separate themselves from the group to talk in private.
 
Take got up after definitely not watching Blair finish her bowl of soup. He came over to where she and Emma were, his gaze glued to the space around them to avoid temporary eye contact. “Hey, can we talk for a minute?” he asked Blair, his tone serious as his gaze shifted to outside the alley, hoping they could separate themselves from the group to talk in private.
Blair glanced up at him, before quickly averting her eyes to her bowl. She nodded stiffly, setting her bowl down and getting to her feet. "Stay here, Emma. Don't go anywhere, I'll be back in a few minutes." She walked past Take, silencing her racing mind. Act like an adult, Blair. Don't freak out. You're in the wrong too.
When they got far enough from the group they wouldn't be heard, she turned to him, but didn't make eye contact for too long.
 
Blair glanced up at him, before quickly averting her eyes to her bowl. She nodded stiffly, setting her bowl down and getting to her feet. "Stay here, Emma. Don't go anywhere, I'll be back in a few minutes." She walked past Take, silencing her racing mind. Act like an adult, Blair. Don't freak out. You're in the wrong too.
When they got far enough from the group they wouldn't be heard, she turned to him, but didn't make eye contact for too long.
Take could feel the gasses rising in his stomach. He wasn’t sure if it was from the food, or the anxiety of talking to Blair, but he had a feeling it was both. When they were a decent distance away from the group, he stopped as well and finally settled his gaze on her face. He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly a hefty belch came through. He cursed out loud and apologized, “I didn’t mean to do that” he said, trying to keep his serious composure. “Alright, so I just really wanted to apologize for earlier, I was being a real a-hole and I should’ve been more considerate about the group.” he said, getting straight to the point so he wouldn’t lose her after his unpleasant release of air. His hand rested on his neck, as if to coax himself. He looked straight into her pale yellow eyes, “And I’m sorry for making you worry so much about me when I go out and do life-threatening stunts... I’ll try to chill out and depend on you guys a little more instead of doing everything myself.” he continued, unsure if he was actually willing to make such a change. It was in his nature to be brash and impulsive, but actually stepping back? He’d have to do everything in his power to do so.
 
Take could feel the gasses rising in his stomach. He wasn’t sure if it was from the food, or the anxiety of talking to Blair, but he had a feeling it was both. When they were a decent distance away from the group, he stopped as well and finally settled his gaze on her face. He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly a hefty belch came through. He cursed out loud and apologized, “I didn’t mean to do that” he said, trying to keep his serious composure. “Alright, so I just really wanted to apologize for earlier, I was being a real a-hole and I should’ve been more considerate about the group.” he said, getting straight to the point so he wouldn’t lose her after his unpleasant release of air. His hand rested on his neck, as if to coax himself. He looked straight into her pale yellow eyes, “And I’m sorry for making you worry so much about me when I go out and do life-threatening stunts... I’ll try to chill out and depend on you guys a little more instead of doing everything myself.” he continued, unsure if he was actually willing to make such a change. It was in his nature to be brash and impulsive, but actually stepping back? He’d have to do everything in his power to do so.
Blair struggled to uphold complete composure and silence at his belch, but managed to do so until he finished. She regarded him carefully, meeting his gaze. "Thank you for...apologizing but I...I also need to apologize for how I acted. I shouldn't have lashed out like I did. It was really immature of me." She sighed, unsure how to continue, her gaze falling to her feet. "And to ask you to change? That's wrong. I just... I'm so worried about you getting hurt, and it's the full moon and I'm really, really scared because I don't want to lose you again and I don't know what I'm going to do about the moon. I know that's not an excuse to act how I did but—" She stopped herself. She was rambling again, trying to rationalize something she didn't need to. "I'm rambling. Point is, I'm sorry for acting how I did and thank you for apologizing because I don't want to fight with you, because it's only making things worse."
 
Blair struggled to uphold complete composure and silence at his belch, but managed to do so until he finished. She regarded him carefully, meeting his gaze. "Thank you for...apologizing but I...I also need to apologize for how I acted. I shouldn't have lashed out like I did. It was really immature of me." She sighed, unsure how to continue, her gaze falling to her feet. "And to ask you to change? That's wrong. I just... I'm so worried about you getting hurt, and it's the full moon and I'm really, really scared because I don't want to lose you again and I don't know what I'm going to do about the moon. I know that's not an excuse to act how I did but—" She stopped herself. She was rambling again, trying to rationalize something she didn't need to. "I'm rambling. Point is, I'm sorry for acting how I did and thank you for apologizing because I don't want to fight with you, because it's only making things worse."
Takes eyes widened a bit when she mentioned the full moon, almost immediately disregarding what she had said. Though he understood he had been forgiven. He stepped closer to her, “Hey it’s alright, I don’t like fighting with you either, but we’re always gonna work it out okay?” he took both of her hands, “and I’m gonna help you with this full moon business too, like old times.” he said, cracking a grin. He was honestly glad he could still do his thing, because he wasn’t Take without commiting acts of stupidity from time to time.
 
Kipp was confused about what the girls were talking about, and chose not to say anything so he didn't look stupid. Instead adoring the little white baby, and trying to come up with a name that would work for a boy or a girl.

"Marshmello?"

Kevin tried to hide his wince at the name suggestion. “That’s. . . Cute, but not really what I’m going for,” he said slowly. “I prefer names that. . . Have a purpose? I don’t know how to phrase that in English. For example, Mama, or a rooster I have is named Fox Food.” He explained.
 
Kevin tried to hide his wince at the name suggestion. “That’s. . . Cute, but not really what I’m going for,” he said slowly. “I prefer names that. . . Have a purpose? I don’t know how to phrase that in English. For example, Mama, or a rooster I have is named Fox Food.” He explained.
“Well what are these chicks purpose?” Aria asked
 

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