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[ When the feed clicks on.. Curtis is soaked. He looks pretty pissed about it, too, as his eyes focus to the dark cloud above him. Rain continues to fall down on him as his glare hardens. Some people were going to find this so funny; he probably should have chosen audio. ]

I don't know what the fuck it is, but if anyone can tell me how to make it stop I'd appreciate it. [ And he continues to stare up, almost hopefully, before shaking his head and running his hand down his face.

His wet hand. Down his wet face.

It isn't as productive as he'd hoped it would be. ]

I wanted to ask about jobs in this place. Is there a bar or... anything.. that's hiring?

[ It's d i s t r a c t i n g. ]

[[ ooc; find a rainbow event! ]]

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Ain't exactly a pool when we're doing community service, is there?

[ God. ]

Think you're scaring it away.

We hang out after it. [ sort of. not really. ] We could've gone swimming then!

[ she sighs. ]

You can never take responsibility for anything, can you?

Then we'll go swimming another time and I'll show you.

[ He looks up at the dry cloud and frowns, almost expecting rain. ]

Get out so I can change.

[ she raises her eyebrows. ]

You do realise you're just going to get soaked again, right?

[ he stare. for like ten seconds. ]

Quick, before it starts again! Going to have to fucking peel off my pants.

[ and he's trying... to lift himself out of the undersized tub now. ]

[ oh, god, this is so pathetic. ]

You want me to get your clothes or will that just make you mad?

[ ... that isn't a joke, swear! alisha gets up off the loo and isn't sure what to do. it's been a while since curtis has offered to take his pants off in front of her. and she knows the usual response is just not going to fly this time. ]

Yeah-- yeah go do that. Quick.

[ because he's really really excited to wear dry things. then he peeeeeels his shirt off because it's so stuck and.. stares at her. again. ] Can you get them?

[ hubba hubba curtis is ripped.

except alisha isn't paying attention to that as she snaps out of her ... it's not really a daze, is it? she just doesn't know what to do when someone's depending on her. so, she moves quickly, exiting the bathroom to go into curtis' room - she'd mess with his shit but this is too fucking important to waste time - and goes through his clothes. a pair of jeans, one of his stupid wifebeaters, and is she supposed to grab underwear? she skips out on that one.

she returns with his clothes and thinks about placing them down, but he might bitch about them getting wet. better for him to complain that they're in her arms rather than on the floor, soaking up the water. ]

Stay happy!

[ he is! and he's got his jeans halfway down his thighs when she comes in because they're more stuck than his shirt! but nakedness is his last concern as getting into the clothes Alisha brought him--

wait. ]

You brought me jeans without fucking boxers? [ now he's just standing there awkwardly because he can't walk. and then he remembers his lack of stuck-to clothes and. shakes his head to start rolling his jeans down. ]

[ she glares. ]

What about a fucking thank you, you twat? I didn't need to get you anything.

[ she rolls her eyes, ughing, and throws his clothes down at her feet - since it's dry there, mind you - and storms out of the room to get him boxers.

why does he have no embarrassing boxers? she'll go out and get him some for being a massive prick. she returns, boxers in hand, and throws them down, too. alisha crosses her arms over her chest and raises her eyebrows in aggression. ]

[ and he glares back because alisha, honey, do you want curtis to get a rash or have to live in discomfort? and he's stubborn so that probably counts. ]

You offered!

[ ugh. girls. he ends up sitting beside the clothes that were so rudely thrown at him and gets off the rest of his jeans before getting back up. just in time to watch her throw his underthings at him how charming.

... ] Thank you.

[ now he's waiting for you to leave so he can drop his wet boxers and change :| ]

[ she raises her eyebrows before realising what a princess he is. she scoffs. she thinks of turning around and making him suffer, but she's about to hit him over the head with a tap or something, so she leaves the room, mumbling: ] Prick.

[ princess he is. good now he can drop his things and change. ] I said thank you! The fuck does that make me a prick?!

You just are!

[ mumble: ] Fucking boxers. I hope your rainbow chokes you.

[ she's so butthurt right now. :( ]

I thanked you!

[ and he's following after her, buttoning his dry pants and smiling a little because he feels dry. just a little.

he tries to stop in front of her, too. ]

What're you mad for?

[ curtis is smiling but she's too pissed to even stare. she just crosses her arms and leans against the wall. at least he won't get the flu now ... ]

You're never grateful for anything!

[ this again. ]

Yes, I am. Look, thank you for the clothes and the not raining thing...

[ why does he feel like he is always trying to make things up to you? ]

All right?

[ because he always is. :( and, fine, she can accept this, but you know, this whole curse has gotten her thinking ... ]

Are you really never that happy with me?

[ omg alisha stop making him question his ~feelings~ ]

'Course I'm happy with you. Closest friend I've got in this place.

[ what feelings? he's a gigantic prick of a robot! she raises her eyebrows. ]

You're serious?

[ underneath that robot exterior are all the ~feelings~ ]

I am. [ he would joke or something, but he doesn't want to upset her. so he won't. :| ]

You're not raining anymore, moody. [ said affectionately, you twit! as if she is friends with curtis; this is the one friendship she never really thought would be something. ]

Give it a few seconds. [ he just kind of smiles and looks up at his-- rainbow. how gay. deadpanning it.

but yes, alisha, you are his best frand. ]

[ n'aw! as her first best friend duty, she will try to keep the rainbow hovering on his head! ]

You want to go back to the tub? You better not rain on my floor.

[ yay! ]

No... I think I'll be okay if I ignore it. [ or something. ]

Edited 2012-04-02 07:26 (UTC)

action; /RUBS BACK

action; /WATCHES WHILE YOU SLEEP??

action; EDWARD GET OUT X(

action; BREATHES ON

action; :||||

action; smashes face against glass and stares.

action; breaks yo computer.

action; breaks yo face.

action; smooshes our faces together

action; superglues.

action; oh my~

action; marilyn monroe's on an air vent. impressed?

action; drooling.

action; does something creepy here.

action; likes the creepy.

action; (evilsmirk)

action; (thinking)

action; (rains)

action; (bows)

action; (applauds)

action; thank you thank you you're too kind.

action; throws apples.

action; catches

action; shoots an arrow.

action; falls in love