Post by Whites!!! on Nov 22, 2010 6:01:41 GMT -5
Though they all had different speeds to walk, somehow on the walk down their steps had evened out. It was a weird thing, walking in a group. Whether you liked it or not, you all ended up walking the same speed. Anyway, they were all going to the same place, and the point was that they were going together, so Whites didn't mind at all. He wouldn't have minded anyway, but that was besides the point.
It was hard to attempt small talk with these two, though. Whites found himself repeatedly unable to find something to say that would interest both of them. It was a weird feeling, really, he enjoyed talking and considered himself pretty okay at it. But Asher and Micha? Neither of them talked much, and when Asher talked it was about something bad happening, and when Micha talked it was about something bad happening to him. Hey, maybe if he got them talking about disasters that could happen to him with or without their help, he could get them having a conversation...
He was still searching for something to say when he saw their target.
Ye Olde Ice Creame Shoppe.
"Oh, hey! We're in luck, guys." Sure, they weren't guys, but he wasn't going to say 'girls'. That was weird, and would definitely give off the wrong image. If he called them 'girls', he was either a polyamorous "playa", or a really gay dude out with his girl-friends for a nice cold treat in the cooling daylight.
He made his way over, making sure they were following him. He couldn't exactly herd them, so he just hoped they would follow. A bell jingled as he opened the door, and he held it open for the other two. He wasn't exactly a 'gentleman', but hey, he wasn't a dick either.
It was hard to attempt small talk with these two, though. Whites found himself repeatedly unable to find something to say that would interest both of them. It was a weird feeling, really, he enjoyed talking and considered himself pretty okay at it. But Asher and Micha? Neither of them talked much, and when Asher talked it was about something bad happening, and when Micha talked it was about something bad happening to him. Hey, maybe if he got them talking about disasters that could happen to him with or without their help, he could get them having a conversation...
He was still searching for something to say when he saw their target.
Ye Olde Ice Creame Shoppe.
"Oh, hey! We're in luck, guys." Sure, they weren't guys, but he wasn't going to say 'girls'. That was weird, and would definitely give off the wrong image. If he called them 'girls', he was either a polyamorous "playa", or a really gay dude out with his girl-friends for a nice cold treat in the cooling daylight.
He made his way over, making sure they were following him. He couldn't exactly herd them, so he just hoped they would follow. A bell jingled as he opened the door, and he held it open for the other two. He wasn't exactly a 'gentleman', but hey, he wasn't a dick either.