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When; saturday, 7 april.
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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I didn't say that. [ she's on his heels. just because he has long legs doesn't mean alisha can't keep up! ] I'm not looking like one. Why can't you just pick a plain colour? Why is it always so patterny with you?

[ he frowns and noticeably slows down for the hobbit i mean alisha. ]

Because when my shirts are plain colors you pick on them all the time. Trying to make it different with you.

That's because they're not shirts. All you wear are those singlets.

[ ... 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. ]

I wear t-shirts and shit.

[ he says this very confidently because he does, okay? he also goes right for the racks and starts going through them. boredly. ]

[ she stands there, her arms crossed. she doesn't want to wear any of these things. some of them look nice, but she enjoys making curtis' life difficult. ]

I've only seen you wear one like once. Isn't your wardrobe full of wifebeaters?

And t-shirts.. and I have dress shirts and sweaters and shit!

[ god, alisha. he exhales and holds up a dress. ]

Go try it on.

Fine. [ wear them more! she looks so unimpressed by the dress - despite it not having hideous patterns like the last ... and it does sort of look nice ...

she takes the dress from him - or snatches it, if we're being honest here - and goes to the changing rooms and tries it on.

alisha will not admit that it looks kind of nice. she comes out and stands with her arms crossed. ]

At least I don't look like an ice-cream cone. [ she sort of likes it ... ]

[ he sees that look you're giving it, and his brows go up. ] What? It's a nice dress!

[ sob, alisha. he lets out a sound of frustration as he runs his hands down his face and goes to wait outside the room for her.

he's leaning back against the wall across from her, his arms folded stubbornly across his chest, but when she comes out, he kind of smiles. ]

... yeah, you look nice. [ go him for making you look so fabulous. ] Gonna twirl?

[ she rolls her eyes - good-naturedly! - at him and stands still for a few seconds, considering. it's not a hideous dress. it looks ... okay, so, she likes it. and maybe she'll make him buy it for her, since he did give her clothes away, you know.

and she does twirl. her hands slap against her sides and she laughs at herself. god, he's such a fool and she looks like an idiot. ] Happy now?

[ he just nods his head in an amused way and waits. and when she does, he laughs with her. because it really is a nice dress and she almost looks kind of innocent in it. no, he will never admit that aloud. ]

I really like it.. do you? [ he'll come off his wall and tower over her now. ]

[ you're not allowed to use your height, big foot! alisha looks at it. if she says yes, he'll get a big head and if she says no, he'll get shitty. ]

It's better than the last dress. And doesn't make me look like a cone.

[ she gives a shrug. SHE LOVES IT SHUT UP. ] It's alright.

[ just did hobbit! He stuffs his hands in the pockets of his jeans and gives off a prideful smile. because his head? it just grew like ten times its original size. ]

No, you don't look like you belong in fucking Disneyland. [ he's smiling at his great decisions. ]

Just all right?

[ giiiiiiiiiirl please. ]

Edited 2012-04-07 02:27 (UTC)

Thank fuck for that.

[ oh, she knows you want asspats, bro, and you're not getting it. ] It's a dress. It'll do.

[ and she walks back into the change room just so she can avoid him and his stupid grin. she comes out, but isn't charging to return to dress to the rack.

we may have a winner. ] You happy? Or are you going to go find me a banana dress to wear?

Don't like Disney?

[ c'mon. just this once. ] If you don't like it we can look for something else.

[ which makes him laugh. and when she comes out he just gives her... a genuine smile. ]

Thought we agreed on no yellow?

I don't like looking like Disney. And we can get yellow for you. [ she grins. ] If you're going to pick a yellow dress, I'll just take this one. It's not as bad as half the shit I thought you'd pick out. [ there's your compliment, bro. take it! ]

It's cute. [ wat. ] Nah, no yellow for me.

[ ... ]

Which means you like it, yeah?

[ she sighs, because he's so annoying! ] Yes, I fucking like it. Alright?

[ stop with your stupid face. it's contagious! ]

Can we go picking out a shirt for you now?

All right. [ he winks and takes the dress from her before walking ahead.

at least he's spreading positivity! ]

Pay for this first, yeah?

There might be a shirt here I like!

[ and she takes off towards the men's section, since, you know, this has to be a thing so she can stall and not let him pay - can you pay for shit here? - for her dress. he owes her, but she feels weird taking it from him like that. ]

Yeah but...

[ and she's walking so he's quick to catch up behind her! following like a lost puppy, holding her dress, wow he must look like her bitch. ]

Nothing gay.

[ because you are, bro. she settles at some racks, going through some nice dress shirts. none of them scream curtis, however.

she laughs. ] I'll get you a nice pink one, yeah? Nathan would love that.

[ fine but don't tell. and he's watching her very very closer. ]

I'm sure he would. [ NOT FUNNY :| ]

[ she pulls out a purple dress shirt. she holds it out to him, sees that she likes it (as curtis in purple is mmmmmmm) and moves towards another rack. she needs a vest! simply because it will make curtis look like a sophisticated hottie. ]

Maybe we should go shopping for him. You missed his birthday.

[ he just watches her almost skeptically. he actually likes purple, so it can work but-- why is she going somewhere else? ]

What's wrong with it? And it's fine. Don't expect anything from the prick on my birthday.

[ alisha rolls her eyes. curtis is an idiot if he thinks nathan won't get him anything. ]

I'm looking for a vest. You know what those are, right?

[ she keeps moving. maybe they'll have to go to another store for it. mumble: ] Never seen you wear one of them, either.

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lmfao she is not a hobbit you big foot!

she is so a hobbit & you know what they say about big feet (evilsmirk)

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)