Phone Call - backdated to Monday Who: Kanuna and Gabe
Samuel relayed a message to Kanuna that someone named Gabe had called asking for him. Gabe had left his number for Kanuna to call him back and when he'd finished earning some spare change on his corner near the park with doing caricature sketches for people and kids, he packed up and went to the diner and asked to borrow their phone. The manager allowed it and Kanuna bought a coffee and sat at the bar with the phone and dialed Gabe's number.
"Took you long enough," he said with a smirk in his voice when Gabe picked up.
Gabe was in the middle of checking through some of his most recent shots when his phone rang and he placed the camera to one side as he reached over to snatch it up, thumb sliding over the touchscreen before he chuckled as Kanuna's voice greeted him on the other end of the line.
"What can I say I've been busy working, getting my friend to live a little, and generally settling back into small town living. What about you?"
"Wow. None of that." Kanuna chuckled. "I've been a lazy lay about sitting around waiting for your call." The smirk was in his voice and carried over the line.
Gabe braced the phone between his shoulder and ear as he popped the memory card out and slid it into his pc so he could click through the picture to pick which ones he’d use. Photoshop was his friend, it really was.
“Well now I feel bad,” he said with an answering smirk. “Would have called sooner had I known.”
"How inconsiderate of you," Kanuna continued along in the playing. "Luckily there's a way you can make it up to me." The waitress brought the mug of coffee to him and he nodded at her and mouthed thank you to her, making her smile warmly and lingeringly, but Kanuna either didn't notice or pretended not to.
“Yeah?” Gabe asked, eyebrow lifted as he settled back at his computer and made a few edits to the picture. He could do this in his sleep though probably not advisable. Honestly photography was so many things and in the celebrity world it was unfortunately bullshit as it didn’t speak the truth. Oh no. It photoshopped the reality out of the pictures and for a while Gabe had done that with fashion but now? Now he just used photoshop to enhance not change.
"Yeah," Kanuna nodded, though Gabe wasn't there to see it, or the smile that remained on his lips. "Take me to dinner tonight." He sipped from his coffee and then blew on the surface to help cool it down a bit more. "Doesn't have to be too fancy. I like meat." He smirked.
Gabe snorted quietly and kept a dirty comment from rolling off his tongue when Kanuna assured him that he liked meat. "You thinking Summerview or beyond?" And by beyond it was either Summerview or New York city. He paused for a moment as he shifted the phone from one ear to the other. "You haven't got an issue with bikes, do you?"
“Surprise me,” Kanuna said with an easy laugh. He turned on his stool and put his feet on the one adjacent, leaning his arm against the counter.
“Bikes? The motor kind or the Tour de France kind?”
Gabe pursed his lips and nodded his head. “I can do that.” He was pretty good with surprises or so people told him. Helped to live in the moment.
“The motor kind.”
“No issues here. Except that it would raise your attractive factor by about 50.” He bit his lip.
A warm laugh came down the line in response to that admission from Kanuna. “Well seeing as it is my only mode of transport that is a risk I’m just going to have to take.”
He flicked through some more pictures before zipping and sending them off to his client for review. Could have used the cloud but it had been playing up lately so better safe than sorry.
“Alright, so when are you rolling up to pick me up?” Kanuna felt a growing excitement. It had been a long time since he’d gone on a dinner date. Usually he stopped at drinks, sometimes sex, and didn’t continue it. But he was here to make a new start. Let it go where it went.
“How does 7 sound?” Gabe asked. “That way there’s absolutely no risk of me turning crispy.” He leaned forward and answered a quick email.
Kanuna nodded again. "Seven is great. I'll be waiting outside the park, where we first met." Hearing keys typing, Kanuna continued. "I'll let you go so you can get back to work or... whatever it is contributing members of society do." He chuckled. "See you tonight."
"See you then," Gabe answered with a smile before he hung up.