Rory Jean Beauregard (sg_rory) wrote in supergleerpg, @ 2011-11-20 12:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | !type: thread, -2011: november, former character: faith jessup, former character: rory beauregard, ~complete |
Who: Rory Beauregard & Faith & Open
When: Nov. 20th
Where: Lima Bean
What: Rory's bored out of his mind, and could use some company.
Warnings: Language, as always with Rory.
Rory was bored out of his fucking mind. And that was extremely obvious as he rode his motorcycle from his house into the main street of Lima. As he pulled up to and parked at the row of shops and things situated. He removed his helmet and looked up at the building he'd just parked in front of. The Lima Bean. He'd never come here. Of course, he'd heard about it and figured, if he ever wanted to woo a uppity chick - like that Rachel girl, perhaps - the Lima Bean might be the place to take her. But otherwise? He'd marked it off as a place he'd never go to. Rory sighed as he made sure his bike was secure before walking into the place. He ran his fingers through the bit of hair he had situated on the top of his head - hat hair was no good.
The young man walked up to the counter, stuffing his keys in one pocket and holding his helmet with his other hand. It wasn't as busy as it sounded like it was by the way his fellow students at school talked about it. He shrugged after looking around, then stood up as he was asked his order from the barista. "Hello, love. I'd like a Butterbeer." He smiled at her confused face then rolled his eyes. "Bloody hell, don't you read Harry Potter?" He leaned slightly on the counter and looked up at the menu. "Please, madam, if you would be so kind - I'd like you to get me a caramel macchiato. Can you do that for me?" He smiled politely at her as she nodded. "Thanks, love." He paid and she went to make his order while he went to find himself a seat right by the window. He sat his helmet in the empty seat near him and leaned back. Today was a dead fucking day. Poor him.