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capeandcowllogs2012-11-02 11:44 pm
ex_engineers208) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-11-02 11:44 pm
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nobody's gonna knock you down.
WHO: quentin “douchebaby” quire and madison “touchesfridges” jeffries.
WHERE: at insert steakhouse with a euphemistic name.
WHEN: 11/3, noon.
WARNINGS: everyone is probably going to be really annoying.
SUMMARY: madison takes quentin out for lunch because he feels bad, man.
FORMAT: i’ma startin’ with quick.
[ sitting restlessly in a little booth of a restaurant he’s never frequented and apparently doesn’t care for even now is madison, tapping his foot and discretely bending his spoon with a hovering hand, molecule by molecule. sure, any excuse to get away from the house and get away from lil and danger (when she’s there, anyway) is appreciated; however, the awkward wait alone is slowly driving him insane.
more insane, anyway.
this is the fifth time he’s glanced down at his watch and the fifth time he realizes he doesn’t even have one, a second before he’s clicking his phone on and muttering at it under his breath. only when the waitress, looking increasingly irritated, comes over to refill his drink does he look up anxiously at the door (and the thought is crossing his mind as to whether quentin will even show up at all). ]
WHERE: at insert steakhouse with a euphemistic name.
WHEN: 11/3, noon.
WARNINGS: everyone is probably going to be really annoying.
SUMMARY: madison takes quentin out for lunch because he feels bad, man.
FORMAT: i’ma startin’ with quick.
[ sitting restlessly in a little booth of a restaurant he’s never frequented and apparently doesn’t care for even now is madison, tapping his foot and discretely bending his spoon with a hovering hand, molecule by molecule. sure, any excuse to get away from the house and get away from lil and danger (when she’s there, anyway) is appreciated; however, the awkward wait alone is slowly driving him insane.
more insane, anyway.
this is the fifth time he’s glanced down at his watch and the fifth time he realizes he doesn’t even have one, a second before he’s clicking his phone on and muttering at it under his breath. only when the waitress, looking increasingly irritated, comes over to refill his drink does he look up anxiously at the door (and the thought is crossing his mind as to whether quentin will even show up at all). ]