Dr. Giles Audley (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} thecaringcurse) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} nosuchplace,@ 2008-11-11 15:23:00 |
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Sunday: October 28, 2007
Who: Giles and Constance (You can’t escape meeeee!!! But yell at me if this isn’t okay :3)
When: Mid Morning
Where: The Restaurant
What: Giles interrupts someone’s breakfast
The best part of Elysium was that there wasn’t a Starbucks on every corner. Apparently towns looked ultra cool if there were two story coffee shops that charged you five dollars for coffee because people couldn’t get off their own asses and make it on their own. Damn Italy for creating a monster. But bless Elysium for no more Crapuccinos.
Today Giles felt like a lazy ass himself because he didn’t feel like cooking something himself. But he was trekking all the way to Town to check out what the restaurant had to offer. From what he had heard the food wasn’t as bad as what his expectations were leading towards. He was thinking aged oatmeal and fresh squeezed orange juice at best. But as he neared the place, the smell proved otherwise.
When Giles was inside his head moved around slowly to inspect what people were eating. He stole an apple off a couples’ table and wiggled his brows. “Don’t worry. In about a day or so you’ll have it back.” He took a bite and began to search for a place to sit. He didn’t want to sit with anyone honestly but the damn place was packed. Didn’t people..oh he didn’t know. Have lives? Didn’t they want to stay inside and snuggle?
Giles found a woman perhaps older than him sitting by herself. Hm, pretty hot for her age. Ten points for planning on invading her privacy. Without asking he sat across from her and propped up his feet. “Busy day here. Makes me hope half of these people don’t live in the Forest cottages. They’re annoying.” He took another bite from his apple and then put the fruit occupied hand to the side. “Oh, I’m sorry. Is this seat taken?”
Who: Giles and Constance (You can’t escape meeeee!!! But yell at me if this isn’t okay :3)
When: Mid Morning
Where: The Restaurant
What: Giles interrupts someone’s breakfast
The best part of Elysium was that there wasn’t a Starbucks on every corner. Apparently towns looked ultra cool if there were two story coffee shops that charged you five dollars for coffee because people couldn’t get off their own asses and make it on their own. Damn Italy for creating a monster. But bless Elysium for no more Crapuccinos.
Today Giles felt like a lazy ass himself because he didn’t feel like cooking something himself. But he was trekking all the way to Town to check out what the restaurant had to offer. From what he had heard the food wasn’t as bad as what his expectations were leading towards. He was thinking aged oatmeal and fresh squeezed orange juice at best. But as he neared the place, the smell proved otherwise.
When Giles was inside his head moved around slowly to inspect what people were eating. He stole an apple off a couples’ table and wiggled his brows. “Don’t worry. In about a day or so you’ll have it back.” He took a bite and began to search for a place to sit. He didn’t want to sit with anyone honestly but the damn place was packed. Didn’t people..oh he didn’t know. Have lives? Didn’t they want to stay inside and snuggle?
Giles found a woman perhaps older than him sitting by herself. Hm, pretty hot for her age. Ten points for planning on invading her privacy. Without asking he sat across from her and propped up his feet. “Busy day here. Makes me hope half of these people don’t live in the Forest cottages. They’re annoying.” He took another bite from his apple and then put the fruit occupied hand to the side. “Oh, I’m sorry. Is this seat taken?”