The Causeway, Sunday Evening
Sparkle bounced on his toes as he waited to meet Hernando on the Causeway for their date. He'd... kind of panicked. Being given a couple of days to come up with something good given the date that Hernando had arranged had left him flailing, and now he was second-guessing basically everything, ever. But it was too late to back out now, even if his choice for the evening was less about art and more about ambiance.
He desperately hoped that the place wouldn't be swamped with kids.
He also hadn't even gotten as far as making dinner reservations.
Tonight was going to be interesting, okay?
[OOC: For that guy!]
He desperately hoped that the place wouldn't be swamped with kids.
He also hadn't even gotten as far as making dinner reservations.
Tonight was going to be interesting, okay?
[OOC: For that guy!]
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"Yeah," Sparkle agreed, nodding a little. "True that."
A pause, and then he added, "So, like, heads-up for when shirts start coming off, I have this scar?"
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Sparkle shrugged.
"Just figured I'd get that out of the way, since we're talking about it. Instead of, like, surprising you with it."
It was hard to miss, was all.
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It would be the big, obvious, immediately worrisome one.
The smaller ones were the ones that a person with a keener eye would be more concerned about. The ones Sparkle would go out of his way to keep attention away from. The ones mostly already hidden under shitty tattoos.
"It's fine," he replied. "It's fine, so long as nobody makes it not fine."
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He would not be concerned about the scars at all. They were of the past. If Sparkle chose to speak of them, he would listen. If not, he would not ask.
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"It's fine," Sparkle echoed after that kiss was through, and then he huffed out a little laugh and leaned forward to stick his face into Hernando's shoulder. "It's fine."
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"It's fine," Sparkle murmured one more time, and then added, "thanks."
A beat.
"So, puffins?"
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When he let him up for air, he murmured, "Ok. Now puffins."