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leejsung·:
“ I mean, I hate to leave my little one, but she seems fine playing with the others. Did you want to get away temporarily? It feels a bit… stuffy in this area. ”
@vestalanding·
“Oh c’mon, she’s got her super soaker and a dancer’s strength she’ll be fine!” She tried to reassure as she watched the little girl running and squealing with joy. “We could go try a few dishes? Away from the chaos but close enough to see what team is gonna win the big match. My treat?”
wesleymin·:
@vestalanding·
“Cold coffee in a bottle…it tastes straight up like ass; yet I can’t stop drinking it, I suppose that’s a caffeine addiction for you.” Wes mused. “I got charged four bucks for this at one of the vendors, and I’m pretty sure that kind of markup on something so shit is illegal.”
“Maybe it’s the fact that you paid so much for it that you can’t stop drinking it. I know I feel wasteful if I don’t finish something I paid for.” She mused. “I’d recommend the snowcones though. This is my second lemonade flavored one, and I’m definitely thinking of going for a third.”
salomedelarose·:
Salomé’s been trying to reacquaint herself with her city so she’s been going to a couple places she went out to as a kid. Walking past a lady playing on an old claw machine she used to play on, she laughed at her reaction to losing, “Here, let me. I figured this machine out when I was eleven.”
“The mastermind I never knew I needed.” She declared with glee, stepping aside so the other could have much easier access to the machine. “You’ve got to show me your ways, there are several other cuties in here I wouldn’t mind freeing.”
summerhevans·:
She smiles at the other, not quite used to being called nice but it didn’t bother her. Her act to help was almost motherly, she concluded. “We’ll get it,” she assured the other as she inserted the coins and began the game. Her eye on the prize as the claw moved, a little too fast. “I swear this was easier when we were kids,” she shakes her head, focused.
There was a gratitude that washed over her instantly as Summer took a step forwards to the machine. Bright smile never leaving her features as she gives her a few claps of encouragement. “We were just so much more reckless then. Didn’t overthink every little move we made --- I definitely have been missing that.”she responded as her eyes watched the claw move in the machine.
gavin-grey·:
“No problem! I was just exaggerating,” he joked softly. “I don’t think it was quite 30. I was not keeping track though. But I know I would try at least thirty times to win that cute boba tea guy.” He said with a small nod in the direction of the plush. “I think it’s the claw. It’s not heavy enough or something.”
“Honestly, it wouldn’t be a surprise to me if it was thirty. I went through my entire coin purse.” She admitted with a soft laugh, as she placed the coins into the machine again. Going through the same motions of strategic placement and hopeful lowering. “You’d think they’d have a coin limit or something, y’know? I’ve practically paid for two of these things...” Her voice trailed off as she watching the claw pick her plushy up and begin to move towards the hatch. Only this time it looked like it had fallen into the hatch instead of beside it. Her jaw instantly dropping, but she didn’t believe it just yet. “Oh my god... did that just happen? Am I imagining things?” She asked turning to him for confirmation, almost afraid to look.
ezrarhees·:
“Thanks, I try,” he bowed his head, smirking slightly. “I get you, though. I don’t know what makes it so enticing that you’re so easily lured to keep trying. It’s as if they’re taking advantage of our lack of self-control.” Taking a step towards the girl, Ezra rested his elbow on the machine next to hers, setting himself to a comfortable position so he could intently watch the girl’s efforts in defeating the game. “Nah, you’re good. You don’t owe me anything. I’ll just be here to cheer you on. Moral support, y’know?” He pumped a fist, a wide grin growing across his lips. “Unless you want me to give it a shot. Not implying that you lack the talent, but maybe there’s just a little bit more luck on my side.”
“They totally know what they’re doing look how cute these things are!” She exclaimed pressing her hands to the glass as she looked back into the machine. If she hadn’t so easily fallen in love with the little cup of boba the pusheen was holding, she would have been happy with of the other cuties inside. But her time had been much too long spent on trying to acquire that one to give it up now. “Moral support.” She repeated with a quick sigh, as if she was going back into battle. But his next response as her thinking he may be onto something. “Oh my god please! You already have a much higher success rate so what’s the worst that could happen? I’ll truly owe you a meal then.”
salemhwang·:
the longer salem stood in front of bambi, the more he began to realize why exactly he took the route he did. it was like storm clouds receding after a storm and after so long, the sun hidden behind the darkness shined brightly down, the light unfiltered in its power and nearly blinding. that’s best how salem could compare what it was like to be in bambi’s presence. there were many who viewed unwavering kindness as a weakness, but through bambi, her aura shone bright and as a weak man, he burned from such close proximity. salem never viewed bambi developing feelings for him as a possibility when they both discussed becoming friends with benefits. it seemed illogical for someone as sweet and altruistic as her to find something … redeemable in him. something to like. someone to like. maybe he did have a habit of ruining relationships and chasing off those who had gotten close enough to see there may be a heart in his — however wilting and weathered as it may be. salem’s head felt weighed down by the race of thoughts in his mind, anchored down to this spot and he didn’t feel like running from bambi anymore. he knew why he ran. he ran because being around bambi and the friendship she offered made salem want to be better than what he was. her words have him sigh quiet and he shook his head. ❝ don’t say that. you’re more intelligent than you give yourself credit for. ❞ he murmured gently, kicking a stray pebble in his path as they continued down the street. maybe he was in over his head with this. her comment about making him uncomfortable has him abruptly stop and reaching out to stop her with a hesitant fingers wrapping around her wrist. ❝ bambi. wait. ❞ he said, chocolate hues looking over to her. he knew they had a whole lunch to get through but if he didn’t get it out of the way now then he would hold onto it and continue being the coward that he was. ❝ you don’t have to apologize — you don’t have anything to apologize for. i should be the one apologizing to you. i — i am apologizing to you. ❞ he swallowed the dryness in his throat and pushed on. the last time he apologized with genuine sincerity was to ezra by the poolside and his stomach churned just the same when it came to taking accountability for his actions. ❝ you didn’t make me uncomfortable and even if you did it doesn’t matter 'cause i’m the asshole in this scenario. you shouldn’t have to worry about sugar coating anything around me. i hurt you that night with how i handled things and from then on, and now you’re making jokes about it like i haven’t stopped talking to you for a month. part of me doesn’t want to talk about it because i’m a coward and you deserve better than that and i want to talk about it since that’s what i owe you. more of an explanation and kindness than i showed you that night. ❞ salem was out of breath by the time he finished, cheeks aflame as he stared doe eyed at bambi. ❝ unless you’d rather talk about this over chili prawns. or not at all. or if you want to slap me and walk away then that works too; i won’t mind. ❞ he said with a sudden quiet tone taking over from his volume previously.
She’d always wanted to be good to him. Long before falling into his bed with the intent to long for nothing but a quick fix. And especially after catching feelings in darkened rooms when she thought disclosing such a thought would be a good idea. There was nothing she regretted about her time with Salem except for that moment. The moment she decided to ruin everything. Maybe it did save her some pain in the end. His silence gave her the answer she didn’t want but needed to hear. There were no more disillusions about what they could never be. But she had missed him. She missed listening to him speak, and making him smile. Taking the time out of her day to make sure he was okay, and working her hardest to fix it, because more than someone who could easily be described as a storm --- quick to damage everyone in its wake without sticking around to look back at the damages, she saw someone who was hurting. And who may have needed a reminder that the world wasn’t all bad. She wondered who was turning that light on during the time they hadn’t been speaking. But it’s a train of thought that’s abruptly cut the moment he touches her. The suddenness of it throwing her off for a moment, and she had forgotten about her ramble until he finds himself apology. Apologizing for something spent the past month blaming herself for. The month she spent making excuses for him. It was overwhelming hearing him own up to something didn’t blame him for. It made her wonder maybe he had been unkind to her, but she was so focused on keeping him comfortable and making sure his feelings were okay that she refused to realize how much he’d hurt her own. The pent up hurt came in a rush, building in the corners of her eyes in the form of tears as she tried to keep them at bay. “Salem...---” she starts but her voice quickly catches, and cracks. Tears pooling over without permission. “I really missed you.” She offers as she pulls her hands back to wipe away the tears as quickly as possible. Even then trying to put his feelings about her own. “I know you don’t like me in that way, and I knew you didn’t then but I thought you would still be my friend and then...--- did me liking you change everything that much? Were you that repulsed by it?” It was a question she’d been far to afraid to ask, far too hurt. And even now the answered she could receive terrified her.
nijikato·:
Niji couldn’t help, but smile. This Bambi girl was adorable. Even after only a few moments of meeting her, Niji had a feeling accepting this girl’s request to buy her lunch was a good choice. The positive energy and sweet smile was hard not to smile at. How anyone could crush this girl was beyond her. “Shoes are so hard… I need to go through them and find out what ones I don’t wear or not. But all of them are so cute,” she whined, scrunching her lips at the idea of having to get rid of any of her shoes. It would be impossible, but she was running out of room to store them and more cute shoes kept coming out every day. Keeping up was nearly impossible. Niji looked down at her nails. The paint hadn’t started to chip yet, but she could use a manicure soon. A part of her wondered if she should continue to let them be this length or cut them. “Always awkward getting on done for me. Lot of questions that they really don’t want answers to,” Niji stated with a small laugh. “But, I can’t say no. I love being pampered.”
“That’s always how the best addictions start. The moment you have to start ciphering through them, but they all seem like impossible to get rid of. You never know when you’ll need a certain shoe type, or a certain color in that certain shoe type.” She agreed scrunching her nose up in solidarity with Niji. “I say if you’re not hurting anyone, what’s the harm?” It was said with a small laugh, though she was sure that motto only worked in making herself feel better about all the money she spent on clothes. But between rehearsals, dance recitals, and competitions --- she had a lot to dress for. In her mind it only made sense that she would spend so much. “I’m sure I’ll enjoy myself with you either way. I’m having so much fun already and it’s only lunch! Ugh I’m the same way though. Never could say no to a good spa day complete with manicures, and pedicures, and a good skin care routine at the end of the night.”
daphneryu·:
Off to the side with her nose just about pressed to the machine as she watched the struggle, Daphne pressed her lips into a thin line. “We try a few more times,” she decided as if she’d been doing anything but groaning from the sidelines each time the plushie was missed. Fishing her wallet from her back pocket, she offered it out. “There might be a few quarters in there. Use yours, use mine, then if you still don’t get it, I bet I can find one online. A bigger and better one.” Inconspicuously, she bumped her knee against the side of the machine as if giving it a shake was going to improve their odds. “…maybe my arm might fit up in there if you get it close enough.”
Bambi was incredibly grateful to have someone who was just as invested in getting the plushy out of the machine as she was. Daphne not only offered Bambi money to keep going, but strong words of encouragement that made her believe she really could get the baby out of its cage. “I like your methods.” She commented as she took the wallet offered to fish out the coins. Laughter falling easily from her lips at Daphne’s last resort idea. Bambi was usually against cheating methods but in this case...--- “Okay let’s try it the honest way a few more times, and if we come down to the last quarter and my child is still stuck, we’ll try getting your arm in there.”
dominicpls·:
“I mean you still have two quarters left, so you might as well give it another shot, otherwise you’ll have to live with the fact you’ll never know whether one of those last two quarters would have been the one.”
“It’s true...--- but i don’t think I could live with the disappointment if I fail again. Will you split the chances with me? I take a turn and you take a turn? I’ll get you a coffee if you do. If you can get the plushy out i’ll get you an entire meal, honestly.”
blairforrester·:
blair glanced over to the woman when she spoke before her gaze dropped to the plushie in question behind the glass of the machine. ❝ what’s two more quarters anyway ?? there’s not much to buy for fifty cents so i say go for it. ❞ she offered with a smile.
“You’re right...--- I’ve already wasted this much, may as well go forward.” She said going to put her quarters into the machine but stopping before she could. “In vegas don’t they blow on their dice for good luck? So I do that with the quarters?”
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johnniepark·:
There was an embarrassing amount of times that Johnnie had gotten sidetracked in others’ business, and while sometimes they didn’t mind, he’d gotten an earful one too many times otherwise. This time however, he felt like she looked as if she needed a bit of encouragement, which drove the man to pull closer, looking at what exactly what she was going for. “Honestly I can’t blame you, he is pretty adorable,” he cooed. Digging in his pocket, Johnnie pulled out a few more quarters, a small smile spreading across his features. “I can help you through the next few rounds if you need, too?”
“Isn’t he though?” She responded instantly, as she looked over to the other. Pout still strong on her features as her desire to have the pusheen boba baby in her arms growing. She had just taken a step back from the machine when he offered not only more quarters, but his help as well. “Are you serious?” She exclaimed excitedly with a quick clap of her hands. “Thank you thank you, I’d appreciate that so much!” Just as quickly as she had scooted away from the machine, she moved back; bright smile looking at the plushy with a new determination. “You wanna take the first turn? I clearly don’t have the best track record. Maybe you’re the good luck charm I’ve been waiting for.”
gavin-grey·:
“Here, a few more chances to get the cutie.” Gavin held out a hand of quarters. He’d been playing a game next to Bambi and had noticed her try, and fail, multiple times. “30th time is the charm right?”
It was surprising how easily she want from discouraged to incredibly motivated at the other’s kindness. “Oh my god, thank you so much!” She exclaimed smiling brightly, though it it seemed to dwindle at the thought of how long she had actually been there. “30th? That’s embarrassing...--- Well no point in stopping now right?” She picked back up instantly as she placed the coins in the slot. “There’s really no reason for them to be this hard.”
prestcnbvrke·:
“Yep, a pink heart! She even drew a smiley face on it with her mum’s pen.”
“That is the cutest. I hope you cherish it forever, you’ve been chosen. I don’t know what you’ve been chosen for, but i hope you’re ready.”
ezrarhees·:
He wasn’t sure why he was spending so much time and effort in beating a claw machine when he could just easily purchase a We Bare Bears plushie online for his nephew. But knowing how picky the kid was, Ezra had to get exactly the one that was requested. After managing to pull one of the grizzly bear plushies, he considered whether he should attempt to complete the collection until his train of thought broke at the sound of the stranger’s voice. “Uh, I guess you could keep trying your luck. I don’t think it’s that rigged if I managed to get one,” he suggested, pulling out a few loose coins from his pocket. “Here. Take the rest of my quarters. If it still doesn’t work out, maybe you could check Amazon?”
She was a lot more worse at this game than she thought she was. While her many ( many ) efforts had managed to get the pusheen boba baby closer to the hatch that would free it, it still wasn’t enough to actually do the job. A fact that was made abundantly clear as the other held up the plushy he had managed to snag. “Yeah...--- I was saying that to make myself feel better. But congrats on the cutie.” She responded with a small laugh as she looked back to the one she wanted still calling for her. “I mean at this rate I definitely probably already paid the price amazon would charge, but I’d feel bad leaving him here.” Though she had started to frown it was quickly turned into a smile as he held the coins out to her. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She exclaimed taking the coins from his hands. “If I can get this i’ll owe you big time.”
summerhevans·:
Summer couldn’t help but to feel just a little bit sorry for the other. She had Gabe after all whom, if he couldn’t get the toy, would be sad for the rest of the day. She knew that he wouldn’t let her give up so easily, and so she decides to assist. “I don’t think it would hurt to try again,” she offers with a small smile. “I can take a turn for you, if you want.”
Despite feeling discouraged only moments ago, Bambi’s smile was soon to return at the other’s offer. It may have seem silly, or ridiculous to others but it was a really cute plushy. She’d always been a sucker for cute things. “Really? Would you? That would be so nice!” She exclaimed holding out her quarters to the other. “I put my faith and the pusheen in your hands. Thank you!”
