Gabe (__kidvulcan) wrote in mutatismutandis, @ 2013-02-21 22:06:00 |
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Current mood: | anxious |
Entry tags: | anole, kid vulcan |
Thread: Kung-Fu
Characters: Gabe Winters & Victor Borkowski
NPCs: N/A
Location: Their dorm room
Timeline: Saturday 23rd February 2013
Rating: PG-13
After his request on the journals, Gabe knew he needed to at least try and be civil and make this friendship work. He knew it wasn't just his responsibility, but since Victor seemed to be trying, Gabe was willing to at least concede and hang out with the green guy for an afternoon. After all, they were supposed to be friends. Gabe still felt wary, after what had happened before, and maybe it had been mostly his problem, but that really didn't count.
Whatever.
Anyway, Gabe had trekked back up to their dorm room to wait for Victor to join him. He'd pretty much left the pick of food in Victor's hands, but he'd speculated nothing spicy, and nothing too weird. And something with chicken in it, because Gabe knew he liked chicken. And maybe noodles, so he'd basically asked for chicken and noodles (if he'd bothered to look at the menu, that was pretty much the description of chicken chow-mein).
He was sat on his bed, fiddling with his cell phone and half not expecting Victor to come through the door. He reached into his backpack, rifling through his supplies. He had quite a bit, he'd be able to survive a few days if he was on his own and had to run. With the backpack back on the floor, Gabe fiddled with the toothbrush that he kept near him as well. Just in case. He never left it in the bathroom, rolling it between his fingers as he waited. He was kind of bored now. Five more minutes and he'd leave. Not that Victor had been gone that long, but Gabe was still having trouble believing that he'd be coming back.