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Happy place. :3
@fizzybank: NEEEEED to find an etsy witch that will turn me into an adorable kitten who gets to live out her days crawling all over perry parker’s abs!!!!
@peanutbutterparker: @fizzybank Oh wow. :') Haha! It would be an honour to have you crawl over me! @peanutbutterparker: @fizzybank As a kitten! Haha. Sorry. >.< @peanutbutterparker: @fizzybank NOT that I'm saying it would be bad if you did it just as yourself. You know I love getting to see you! And Izzy cuddles are great. :3 @peanutbutterparker: @fizzybank I'm shutting up now. I'm also turning my phone off. If Apollo happens to still be reading. Bye.
@fizzybank: @peanutbutterparker THE WAY I AM DEEPLY IN LOVE WITH YOU!!!!
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@fizzybank: NEEEEED to find an etsy witch that will turn me into an adorable kitten who gets to live out her days crawling all over perry parker’s abs!!!!
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@fizzybank: THE EARRINGS!!!! looking forward to seeing them and you at the Loving Perry Parker convention this week
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@fizzybank: UNBELIEVABLY jealous of your ‘perry in the wild’ sighting!!! people DREAM of unexpectedly stumbling across a perry!!!
“Can I bring you some more water? Or, maybe a bread basket?”
Prospero’s eyes flitted upwards in surprise, a deep blush colouring his cheeks. He’d been seated for all of 45 minutes and, judging by his wristwatch, 38 seconds. Those 45 odd minutes were spent seated alone, while his gaze drifted towards the front door of the restaurant, desperate and pleading as he waited to see if a pretty brunette might wander in. He wasn’t holding his breath, even if he had been frequently opening, closing, and reopening whatsapp to see if he’d missed an obligatory sorry, I'm just running late! Text. He hadn’t, of course.
Simply put, he was being stood up.
Even more simply put, he wasn’t surprised in the slightest.
Prospero Parker was more than accustomed to beautiful people deciding he wasn’t worth their time. He was goofy and a bit peculiar, usually deemed the “odd one” of the Parker family. He didn’t tend to mind, considering that he knew it to be true, but in this case he just felt a little silly. Izzy had been so hellbent on setting him up on various dates – much to his own embarrassment, given there was only one person he wanted to take out on a date, and she seemed quite content on playing his matchmaker instead. Now, he had to live with the flagrant humiliation of both being ghosted, and with having to relay that information to her when she inevitably asked how his date went.
“Oh. Maybe a Kopparberg, if you wouldn’t mind terribly?” Prospero smiled weakly at the waitress, absolutely positive she could practically taste the shame radiating off of him. Maybe she’d feel sorry for him and finally put him out of his misery and tell him to bugger off home. No, of course she wouldn’t. Because people were kind and they didn’t take pleasure in the suffering of perfect strangers, he quietly reprimanded himself. “The passionfruit one, please.”
She gave him a quick nod and wandered off towards the bar and Perry sighed. He wasn’t a huge drinker, but he thought he might need a little liquid courage before he cut his losses and finally admitted to himself, and his waitress, that he had been stood up. He glanced down at his silly little date outfit, remembering the once-over Apollo had given him, and the disappointed “Bro, ARMS.” he’d uttered when Perry had pulled on his favourite cardigan. He wasn’t as confident as his best friends, not nearly as comfortable with exposing his skin, even if it was just his stringy little arms.
A shadow loomed over the table, and Prospero lifted his head, ready to greet his waitress and thank her for his cider. Instead, his gaze locked with an older gentleman, who seemed a little put out.
“Alright, buddy. Don’t you think it’s time to admit she’s not showing?”
Prospero blinked, a lump forming in his throat. Now would be a really dreadful moment to cry, he reminded himself. He glanced over the shoulder of Justin – according to his nametag! – and spotted his waitress smiling apologetically behind him, shrinking her body and making herself small in ways that were all too familiar with the young Brit.
“Yes, okay. Right you are,” Prospero mumbled, hands fumbling with his phone as he pulled it from the table and clumsily shoved it into the pocket of his jeans. No doubt he was taking up precious space at a table that could go to an actual patron. As he pushed his chair out, a sharp scraping noise made the three of them cringe as the wood scraped along the linoleum, and he winced as his knees cracked against the underside of the table.
“Why the fuck are you wearing sunglasses indoors?” Ross asked as Izzy hoisted herself up onto the barstool, adjusting the baseball cap on her head and pushing her aviators further up her nose. They weren’t actually hers, but she’d discovered them in the lost and found at Chris and Carm’s and quickly claimed ownership.
“I’m in disguise,” she said, gesturing to her face as if that wasn’t already obvious.
She watched Ross raise an eyebrow.
“In a fucking Marvel movie? You look dumb,” he told her, before huffing out a laugh to soften his words.
Maybe she did look a little dumb, but she couldn’t strut into the restaurant in her usual bright dresses and cowboy boots. That wouldn’t be subtle and she needed to be subtle right now, else her cover be blown.
“Who are you hiding from anyway?” Ross asked, stuffing a dish towel into a crystal glass to clean it. As soon as Izzy leaned an elbow on the bar top, he tugged it out to playfully whip it at her and she grinned. She’d known Ross for years, having stumbled upon this little restaurant a while ago at one of Auggie’s recommendations. Well, he hadn’t exactly recommended it as such. In fact, he’d labelled it as Luc’s competition and Izzy, despite her proclamations about what a loyal friend she was, couldn’t help but investigate their menu. It was more than a little decent, but after two courses she’d found herself drifting from the main dining area and sitting at the bar and unloading her life story on Ross, who’d been younger then but just as sarcastic in a way that Izzy had appreciated immediately. He was a good egg, and never minded when she stopped by to order the cheapest drink on the menu and just shoot the shit with him to help his shift go by quicker.
For once though, Izzy wasn’t here to entertain Ross.
“My friend has a date. I came here to see how it’s going,” she stage-whispered, peering over the top of her sunglasses to see if she could spot Perry.
“Please tell me it’s not the sad looking guy on table 4 getting stood up,” Ross piped up.
Izzy whipped her head around to stare at him, aghast. At her questioning look, Ross nodded in the direction of the window and Izzy followed. As soon as her eyes landed on a dejected looking Prospero Parker, Izzy thought her heart might break.
There he sat, completely alone, no Chelsea in sight. The brunette in question had seemed perfectly lovely when Izzy had befriended her at the choux pastry tutorial she’d signed up for. She had quickly looked past the immediate red flag of Chelsea preferring baking to cooking in favour of finding out if she was single and then setting her up on a date with Perry. Perry, who was the most angelic being on earth. And who had, evidently, been stood up by Chelsea. Now, Izzy wasn’t in the business of calling women bitches - but she had less reservations about bakers. So, really, Chelsea was a bitch.
“Oh my god, there’s no way this is happening,” she said, covering her mouth.
“It’s happening,” came a familiar voice.
Izzy lifted her head to see Mika, the pretty looking waitress whose thighs Izzy had once found her head between at the restaurant’s Christmas party she’d somehow been invited to. No other regulars had been there but she supposed you did reap a few benefits when you were friends with the whole kitchen staff on Facebook after drunkenly adding them all one night.
“He got stood up?” Izzy asked, face creasing in worry.
Mika gave her a nod, shooting Perry a sympathetic look from afar.
“And now Justin is going to tell him to leave. This is the worst,” she said, before trailing after Justin. The new shift manager on a power trip. Izzy had yet to charm him and had only heard bad things about him from Ross and Mika.
Izzy’s heart thudded in her chest as she watched Justin make his way over to her friend. The minute she saw Perry’s cheeks flush deep crimson as he sheepishly grabbed his phone and stood up, she leaped from the barstool. Quickly, she tore her cap and sunglasses off, tossing them in Ross’ direction.
“Look after these for me!” she said, before expertly dodging around patrons and waiters as she made her way across the restaurant to Perry’s table.
“Sorry I’m late!” she cried, reaching Perry’s side and barely hesitating before she slipped a hand to the back of his neck, going up on her tiptoes to smack a kiss against his cheek. She rocked back on her heels, giving him a wide smile.
“You wouldn’t believe the fight that was on the subway. Totally delayed me and I had no signal to text you. It was crazy!” She turned to Justin, widening her eyes to accentuate how bad it had been. “Limbs were getting torn off. Blood everywhere. There was just a whole leg on the platform at one point with no body attached to it.”
A squawking sound came from Mika, who covered her mouth and quickly turned it into a cough. Izzy immediately fought to hide a grin of her own as she loudly dragged a chair out and winked at Perry, flapping her hand urgently at him to get him to sit back down.
“Anyway, I’m here now! And I’ll have the berry spritz please, Justin,” she said, a sick sense of satisfaction curling in her gut at the look on his face. She turned back to Perry. “What are you having, babe?”
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@fizzybank: hey now!!!!! why are we hiding our arms from izzy? 👀 i’ll pay for the premium content if i have to, don’t think i won’t!!!!!
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floor time and pizza what more could u want
@fizzybank: i'm going to make you homemade pizza. please let me do this for you!!!
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What’s more relaxing than yoga? Undoing all our hard work and hurting our necks by staring at our phones, apparently. Thanks for exposing us, @carolanandclover! Lol!
@fizzybank: just wholesome dudes doing wholesome dude things!!!!
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@peanutbutterparker: How sweet! :3 I love your friendship so much. ^_^
@fizzybank: and whoooo was cutie perry’s childhood bestie??
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@murdockoclock: omg
@murdockoclock: look at us
@murdockoclock: we’re so baby
@murdockoclock: like we’re SO LITTKE
@murdockoclock: LITTLE
@murdockoclock: like icb i knew you when you were three apples tall and now you are four apples tall and i still know you
@murdockoclock: and we were best friends and are still best friends
@murdockoclock: and when we are hunched over and two apples tall in rocking chairs and weeing and pooping our pants we will still be best friends
@murdockoclock: i love you so much
@murdockoclock: omg
@fizzybank: IF YOU LOOK UP RIDE OR DIE IN THE DICTIONARY THERE WILL BE A PICTURE OF US BEING THE BESTEST BEST FRIENDS EVER IDK WHY I’M YELLING I JUST WANNA LOVE YOU SO LOUD
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@streetwisesantiago: mom and dad were KIDS once?????
@fizzybank: ur mom was just a girl!!!!
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@tobiasjacksy: want 2 put u in my pocket
@fizzybank: and i will live there forever!!!!!!
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@broadwaysgem: why is this making me CRY
@fizzybank: BABY CHRIZZY HAS THE EFFECT ON PEOPLE 😭😭😭
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@perfectlypatch: Adore! How sweet.
@fizzybank: @perfectlypatch i neeeeed baby lorenzo photos on my desk, STAT.
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@littlemissfliss: You gorgeous little buggers. Love this!
@fizzybank: @littlemissfliss aren’t we the cutest?!?!?