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When; saturday, 7 april.
Rating; pg13. curtis and alisha are their sexy selves. cursing.
Characters; curtis donohottie (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
mrbackwards) and alisha hotley (awkwards)
Summary; as a price for being idiots, alisha and curtis go shopping for something that isn’t slutty or a wifebeater. or the price you pay when you take alisha’s clothes and give them to strangers. ( set after this )
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[ she looks like a fucking easter egg. he really wasn’t joking when he said she should wear a dress that resembled an easter egg.
alisha’s in the change room, with curtis waiting - or brooding - outside. she doesn’t really want to come out. she looks fucking awful. hot pink is definitely not her colour and she’ll gladly admit to it. she stares, rather unimpressed, at herself in the mirror and just waits for curtis to stop huffing and puffing.
even when he’s not huffing and puffing, he is huffing and puffing. she figures she might as well let him know she hasn’t died in here. but like hell is she coming out! ]
I look like a fucking egg. No one wears shit like this.
Rating; pg13. curtis and alisha are their sexy selves. cursing.
Characters; curtis donohottie (
mrbackwards) and alisha hotley (awkwards)Summary; as a price for being idiots, alisha and curtis go shopping for something that isn’t slutty or a wifebeater. or the price you pay when you take alisha’s clothes and give them to strangers. ( set after this )
Log;
[ she looks like a fucking easter egg. he really wasn’t joking when he said she should wear a dress that resembled an easter egg.
alisha’s in the change room, with curtis waiting - or brooding - outside. she doesn’t really want to come out. she looks fucking awful. hot pink is definitely not her colour and she’ll gladly admit to it. she stares, rather unimpressed, at herself in the mirror and just waits for curtis to stop huffing and puffing.
even when he’s not huffing and puffing, he is huffing and puffing. she figures she might as well let him know she hasn’t died in here. but like hell is she coming out! ]
I look like a fucking egg. No one wears shit like this.
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he's fiddling with his thumbs with his hands folded in his lap. when he hears her speak, though, he perks up. ]
You look fine. Stop bitching and come out, yeah?
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[ and she does, because curtis sucks. he's going to become all huffy and puffy and stupid. i may have said hot pink, but look at this beauty! alisha classifies it as hot pink as it makes her face fucking hot when she thinks about how embarrassing this dress is.
she opens the door and glares at him, arms crossed over her chest. ]
Happy?
[ she's not twirling. 8| ]
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[ and he's super super huffy until she actually comes out of the room and his jaw goes slack. but he's smiling now! and he's trying to be an awesome friend and not laugh, so it's a tight smile stifling it all.
he's so ready to explode. ]
It looks... you should twirl around. [ he gestures with his finger before just leaning over to let out that laugh. ]
You look like you belong in fucking Disneyland.
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[ he only gets half a twirl when she storms back into the little box of a change room and starts slipping off the dress to put her own clothes back on. oh, revenge will be oh so sweet. and long; apparently taking turns getting dressed up is the way to go here. ]
I liked it much better when it literally rained on you. Prick.
[ mumble: ] Do I look like I like ice-cream cones?
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that was funny and she can't tell him otherwise.
he folds his arms over his chest and leans against the wall beside the door and gives himself a moment to make sure he can at least sound serious while he's doing this. ]
It wasn't that bad, yeah? You made it look nice.
[ and whoa that's very rude. ]
Maybe you just liked being hugged. [ eyeroll: ] More like you belonged in an ice cream truck.
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[ it takes her a few more minutes, as she doesn't want to wreck the dress and have to take it, before she opens the door. she didn't expect to see curtis so close.
she glares and starts walking, the coathanger with the dress in hand. ] Come on. It's your turn.
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[ he was trying. to help.
when she comes out he holds his hands up defensively. ]
... we should find one you like first.
[ because he knows she plays dirty. ]
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I wouldn't want to take the spotlight from you, yeah? I doubt I'll like anything in here.
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and he's walking alongside her now, not so amused. ]
We can look someplace else.
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And when I said that, what did you say?
[ she stops walking when she spots something - a very bright yellow shirt! - and starts digging through the rack for a colour she thinks will bring out curtis' happiness.
and the answer was no. ]
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[ he knows what he's just not saying. he sees the yellow and frowns. with that frown comes a glare. after about three seconds of watching her go through the rack, he puts his hand over hers. ]
C'mon. I'll pick something better for you.
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[ she was going to pick a nice purple for him! and so, she lets go of the rack, crosses her arms over her chest, and will follow him when he starts walking. she is not a happy shopper.
hopefully this will teach him not to take her clothes and give them to girls in fountains. ]
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he pauses and swallows the lump in his throat, nodding and walking away from the rack with her if she so chooses to follow him. that lesson is learned, baby.
never. again. ]
See anyplace you did like?
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[ she plans on being stubborn today, bro. after that stupid dress, she's not going to make this easy for him. ]
Try not to pick a dress with patterns, yeah? Or bright colours?
[ okay, so, she'll try to be helpful. if he goes by those two rules, maybe she won't be so mad. ]
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[ whatever he'll just eat all the ice cream ever by himself he doesn't need her to appreciate it. ]
The light colors.. pastels? Like that?
[ he is playing by her rules right now. ]
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Did you just seriously call light colours pastels?
[ she's about to laugh. ]
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Yeah ain't that.. what they are?
[ he's so serious. ]
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Yeah. I never thought you would pay attention to that.
[ another snicker. it's time to make fun of curtis disneyland ice-cream eater donovan. ]
You never told me you liked colours so much.
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Told you I knew what girls wear.
[ no. can we not? please? he just sighs. he's not really smiling, but he's not so moody. ]
Had a rainbow, remember?
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is it because you are a girl?]Just because you had one doesn't mean you know colours. [ she says this matter-of-factly to the resident dark cloud. but that gives her a quick thought: ] And I'm not wearing a rainbow dress!
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Sure it does. [ and that just makes him smile, and maybe laugh a little. ]
You don't like those, either? So when we go to the park, you won't have any ice cream or look for any rainbows, huh? [ and he'll lead her inside another store. ]
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Because when my shirts are plain colors you pick on them all the time. Trying to make it different with you.
lmfao she is not a hobbit you big foot!
[ ... she won't admit he does look nice when he tries. like at nathan's funeral, he looked very nice in his proper shirt. and she won't even touch on his last comment, only because it'll end in some mushy argument between the two of them. ]
she is so a hobbit & you know what they say about big feet (evilsmirk)
[ he says this very confidently because he does, okay? he also goes right for the racks and starts going through them. boredly. ]
small brains.
big ducks
he does look like one ...
HEY X(
/HALO.
GET OUT ICE CREAM CONE.
scoops your face.
eats you.
grins evilly
oh my~
this entire thread is ridicuous.
i'm laughing so hard.
maybe you should go to disneyland! rofl.
y e s ._.
have fun! o/
takes you with.
i feel special! what did i do to deserve this?
wore an ice cream dress!
... :( you suck.
... (evilsmirk)
(kiss)
(blush)
pulls a chair out from under you
ded.
revives ... on one condition.
yes love?
your cat eats an iguana!
no never! /hides mr miggles
/is mr miggles. what now?
/runs the fuck out.
/blocks.
/unblocks me for you.
how can you when i block your unblocking?
how can you stand to question me?
easy. up straight!
SOB
pats.
flops on.
squashed.