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Dennis Finnigan Creevey ([info]dennisthebrave) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-19 18:05:00

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Entry tags:character: dennis creevey, character: terry boot

RP: Rome-ing Around
Who: Terry and Dennis

What: Pizza making, eating, and adorkableness

Where: Around Rome

When: Sunday 19th of October

Rating: SFW - May change for language

Dennis paced nervously around the flat wondering for the fifth time whether his outfit would be okay. He paused and looked in the mirror, and deciding (again) that the outfit was perfectly acceptable. Besides, he was definitely hoping after his two unplanned hookups that the date would end with Dennis making a friend. A very tall, handsome, Quidditch playing friend. Sighing, he shook his head, willing himself to snap out of it. He hadn't really been on a date - even one as platonic as this one would probably turn out as - with someone new since he'd broken up with Paden, and he wanted to make a good impression. Realistically he'd probably end up braining himself with some sort of pizza-making implement and drown in tomato sauce, but really those were bridges he'd burn when he got to them.

He was woken from his reverie by a knock at the door. Smoothing his hair one final time, he leapt across and opened the door, narrowly avoiding toppling over in the process. "Hi," he said with a bright smile that hopefully hid the slight tremor in his voice. "Nice to see you!"



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[info]chipmunksrule
2014-11-06 03:07 am UTC (link)
Terry looked around with interest, taking in the sights and noting all the interesting things to come and look at after their pizza making experience. "No, actually. I've been to Venice, but never made it to Rome so this will be a new experience." His voice was bright with excitement; Terry always liked trying new things, having adventures. He'd gotten into quite a lot of trouble as a kid, mostly with his sister. As always the thought of Imogene sent a pang of grief through him, but he pushed it away for the night.

"It should be fun. I've heard good things about Il Cavallo Alato. Their pizza is world-famous." They dodged the tourists, mostly by refusing to make eye contact. "I don't mind. Questions hardly ever bother me."

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[info]dennisthebrave
2014-11-06 05:36 am UTC (link)
Dennis nodded thoughtfully for a moment, before grinning wolfishly. "I love Venice too," he admitted with a shy little smile. "I mean I know the flooding must get really boring for the locals but wading across the Piazza San Marco was kind of fun. I like Florence the best though. In Italy that is, Berlin is my favourite city in the world." He looked at his companion again and smiled, flashing his dimples. "I like new experiences too," he admitted blithely. "Keeps things interesting."

"Me too actually," Dennis agreed with a thoughtful nod. "Plus pizza making is always going to be awesome, no matter what, right?" He walked along the street, taking a moment to focus on looking for their destination before looking at Terry with a quirked eyebrow. He was actually really comfortable around the other man, which was stupidly making Dennis even more nervous. "That's very Ravenclaw-y of you. Do you want to play twent questions later?"

He stopped in front of Il Cavallo Alato and grinned at Terry, hoping all his grinning wasn't making him look like a serial killer, or a Hufflepuff on laughing gas. Without a word he led the way in, and stopped at the counter. "Hello," he called out in Italian. "We're here for some pizza making?"

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