@regulus-regent [ FROM HERE ]
Vegeta wasn't the type to do house calls to check in on others. Still Bulma had been persistent to send the teen some form of comfort through food and a few supplies. And to be honest, this was the perfect excuse for the prince to see how he was doing without it being obvious. Of course the brief interaction hadn’t gone so smoothly.
The attitude wasn’t much of a surprise, still Vegeta wasn't the one to give in so easily. Glaring back at Gohan he shoved his foot right before the door could shut.
"The funny thing is, I don't either."
The prince remained motionless as he waited to be allowed into the apartment. Being mindful enough to let him know of the options that lay before him.
"So what's it going to be brat? Are you're going to let me deliver these to you or do you want me to destroy that door of yours?”
....he should have expected as much. not like vegeta to just give up. the foot wedged between his front door and the door frame didn’t surprise him. & neither did the snarky remark, promptly followed by a set of ultimatums.
“you think my door doesn’t get destroyed. get in line, short-stack. you and half the city wanna blow up my apartment unit.” though even as he said this, gohan moved to pull the door open. though he didn’t wait for vegeta to enter: gohan just turned and walked farther inside.
his apartment unit was rather small, all one room except for the tiniest of rooms off to the side for a shower & toilet. it was cramped, although not much furniture. a small, tattered two seater couch; a mattress on the floor without a bedsheet, a thin blanket and a rather dingy looking flat pillow; a nearby small tv & vcr set combo; a wooden plank stacked on top of some crates in a makeshift ‘coffee table’; a nearby kitchenette that didn’t look like it’d been cleaned in ages.
garbage was strewn here and there, along with empty alcohol bottles, some a quarter full, all different brands although mostly whiskey and vodka, some cheap beer.
gohan opened his small fridge, grabbed a beer bottle. motioned with it while half-heartedly glancing towards vegeta to silently ask if the shorter man wanted to partake in alcohol alongside him.
