gladiolus amicitia. (
protecting) wrote in
pineslog2017-02-10 03:08 am
why do i feel like every log he does is gonna have something to do with food
Who: gladio + you!
Where: main street & a dumpster near the end of main street
When: 8th, noon & 10th, almost midnight
What: looking for very different but very important things
Warnings: none idk
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THE 8TH, NOON (A BAKERY ON MAIN STREET)
THE 10TH, MIDNIGHT (IN A DUMPSTER)
Where: main street & a dumpster near the end of main street
When: 8th, noon & 10th, almost midnight
What: looking for very different but very important things
Warnings: none idk
[Open!]
THE 8TH, NOON (A BAKERY ON MAIN STREET)
❰ if anyone looks completely and totally out of place in a cute little bakery, it's gladio. 6'6" not counting his unruly hair, tattooed to the nines, and looking entirely unconvincing in his attempt to browse like he knows what the hell he's after.
he's made a couple of laps around the store before he lets out a resigned exhale, turns to the nearest person who looks even remotely confident in what they're doing, and says: ❱
Need a cake. Got any recommendations? ❰ he lifts a hand to scratch at the back of his neck. ❱ The guy's a chef, so I feel like plain old chocolate or vanilla's not gonna cut it.
THE 10TH, MIDNIGHT (IN A DUMPSTER)
❰ anyone within a block of the end of main street late this evening will hear... well. a disturbance. following the sound to the source reveals gladio. top half entirely immersed in a dumpster, digging urgently through the bags and cursing occasionally.
maybe he... lost something?? ❱

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[ She watches him for a second or two before moving to peer over the dumpster. This much dedication to noodles? She's curious. ] You wanna share if I help?