Anna of Arendelle will knock you out (punchyprincess) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2019-06-22 21:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, anna of arendelle, mitch rapp |
Who: Mitch and Anna
Where: out!
When: Sunday (6/9)
What: Ghost hunt and drinks!
Status: Complete
Since they forgot to go ghost hunting the last time they hung out, Mitch had found them a ghost tour to do. It had been alright. He didn’t see anything supernatural. He had heard others in their group say they noticed something. Maybe he just wasn’t looking hard enough. Oh well. It had been interesting and hanging around Anna was pretty fun. When the tour was over, he grabbed Anna’s hand and said, “Come on,” as he led the way towards a bar. Hey, she said she wanted to get drunk and he had said they could after the tour. The tour was over. It was time to get plastered. * Anna was actually a little disappointed she hadn’t seen anything either. Maybe there were too many skeptics or people in their group. “Woah, okay!” She didn’t ask where, but she let Mitch lead the way. Grinning the entire time. Anna rarely seemed to do anything without being cheerful about it. She refused to go through life like a depressed zombie even if their were parts that sucked. “Did you see anything or feel anything? Half the group said they did but…” She trailed off. “ I totally made up that story about feeling shit on my leg.” She snickered. The guide bought it and had gone along with it on such a huge tangent it’d been funny. She didn’t want to ruin it. * Mitch looked over at Anna and shook his head. “I didn’t see anything or feel anything.” Like she had mentioned, half of the group seemed to have seen or experienced something, but as for himself, nada. “You had me fooled. I thought you had actually felt something.” He couldn’t help but smile. It was funny that she felt the need to lie to the group and the tour guide. “At least now we can mark off ghost hunting tour off of our bucket lists,” he joked as he kept leading Anna down the sidewalk. * Anna grinned. “I just wanted to see their reaction and omg it was priceless.” So she’d had a little fun at their expense. It was interesting, but it was more fun teasing them a little. “My work here is done.” She snickered and peered up at him. “So, where are we going? You know a place around here?” At the thought that their adventure in ghost hunting might be over, she gave him a little side glance. “Is it though? I had a thought, maybe we should go back once that big crowd is gone.” Maybe stay in one of the rooms even. * “You had planned on doing that the whole time?” He asked, eyebrow raised. “We’re going,” he pointed to the bar that was only a few feet away, “there.” He finally let go of her hand and then opened the door for her. “You want to go back?” He thought they were done with the ghosts for the day. But, hey, if Anna wanted to continue on, he probably wasn’t going to say no. Being around her today had been pretty fun. And he wasn’t sure when Lydia would be home, so why not drag the fun out? * “Not the whole time.” She smiled, Anna wasn’t much of a planner Mitch would find. She was more spur of the moment. If she wanted to do something, she did it. “I just thought it’d be fun in the moment. I used to do some acting as a kid. I ended up playing more pranks than I did acting though. “ Imagine that. Anna not able to take things very serious when she was told what to say. Modeling was more fun, she could be free to do what she wanted. Most models had strict guidelines, but they found Anna was more relaxed and photogenic without one. “Wellll maybe, we’ll see how drunk we get Mitchy.” Another nickname. Better get her good and drunk if you didn’t wanna go back, pal! * Mitch was all for spur of the moment things. It made life a little more interesting when somebody was like that. And he definitely needed more interesting in his life right now. “Is that why you gave up acting? Too much of a prankster?” he asked. “We’re going back,” he said with a laugh. He was already picturing it in his mind how the night was going to go. “Find somewhere for us to sit and I’ll get us the drinks.” * “Acting’s boring. Too many rules.” She shrugged as she went to go find a seat and grinned. “Oh good.” She gave him a pat to the shoulder as he offered to go get the drinks and she found them a little booth off to the side. “Get me something good! If it’s beer I’m leaving you.” She winked a teasing little thing. Beer was boring by her standards. * “And you don’t like rules,” he said more than asked. Since he was already getting the idea that Anna marched to her own drum. “You won’t leave me.” He watched her walk off to find them a spot and he made his way to the bar to get their drinks. A few minutes later and he was at the booth that Anna had found for them and set the drinks down. There was no beer insight since Anna didn’t want that. “I hope the drinks are to your liking,” he said with a smirk as he took a seat. * “Bingo.” She’d always had a distinct problem with rules and those who made them. An eyebrow raised as he even mildly challenged her. “Don’t test me Mitchy.” She grinned. She never knew what she would do before the time came, but if the time came and she had to test him it would be fun. But lucky him, he didn’t have to figure that out today and came back with proper drinks. “Perfect.” She gave a sweet smile as she leaned back in that booth. “So, tell me a story. What’s got you so bored you agreed to go ghost hunting of all things?” She asked with a laugh and a curious look. Of course Anna liked ghost hunting, but not many people would go with her. * Mitch took a sip of his drink and then set the glass down. “Tell you a story about why I was bored enough to go ghost hunting with you? Okay. Well, I can’t go back to work yet and Lydia isn’t around a lot, so there is a lot of downtime. I don’t like it. I’ve been healing from this fucking GSWs for weeks now and I’m just tired of staring at the smae four walls in my apartment. Plus, the last time we hung out, I had fun with you even if all we did was get drunk and pass out.” * “Aw. Fair enough. Most guys by this point in time decide they want to tell me something ridiculous. But I like that answer.” She smiled as she reached for the cup. “Who’s Lydia?” Uh oh, did he have a jealous girl somewhere or something? Wife maybe? “Last time I wanted to have fun with someone, they told me the only fun I’d be having is if I enjoyed public sex with strangers. Needless to say I left.” She didn’t think that seemed like Mitch, but who knew anymore? “I’ve been having fun too though. I didn’t want it to be over, but I also didn’t want to make another friend and get fucked, you know?” * “I could have told you something ridiculous, but you asked why I was bored and now you know why.” Ah, right, he never did tell Anna who Lydia was. It looked like he would be doing that right now. “She’s my girlfriend.” It was still kind of weird to say. Especially with the feelings his dreams were giving him about Katrina. “They seriously said that to you?” he asked, eyebrow raised at the fact that somebody would say something like that to her. “I’ll tell you this right now. I don’t fuck over my friends. So you’ll never have to worry about that. You’re kind of stuck with me, to be quite honest.” He liked her. She was fun. She didn’t hold back. And he could definitely imagine them becoming really good friends. * “Well then, tell me something ridiculous.” She asked as she sipped at her drink from a ridiculous looking straw and ginned. When Mitch mentioned girlfriend she tried not to wince. “She’s not gona come after me with one of these is she?” Anna picked up a knife on the table and laughed a little awkwardly. “ Most girls hate me for whatever reason. They like me at first but then they get super bitter.” Anna shrugged. “They have. When I wasn’t looking for it apparently it was my fault and I deserved to be attacked for it and whatever the fuck.” She waved a hand off as though men being aggressive with her was no big deal, to her it kinda was. She was taught how to punch and take care of herself, so she didn’t get walked all over when she didn’t give people their way. “Knew I picked a good one this time.” She winked as she peered over at a menu. “Fries! Cheese fries. We’re so getting those.” A fast change of subject, Anna wasn’t the type to sit there and be depressive even if modeling sucked sometimes. * “I can’t. You put me on the spot and now my mind has gone completely blank.” He took a sip of his own drink. “No,” he said with a small laugh as he looked at the knife now in Anna’s hand. “I don’t think so. I don’t care if she hangs around Stiles and Cisco. I don’t see why me hanging out with you would make her go crazy.” It would be kind of stupid if Lydia got weird with him just because he hung out with Anna. “Let me guess, they think you’re going to steal their boyfriend and that’s where the bitterness comes from.” It sounded like the typical woman thing. “You definitely never deserve it.” He laughed. “Oh really? I’m that easy to figure out, huh?” He took another drink before glancing over at the menu that Anna was looking at. Of course, it was upside for him, but that didn’t matter, he could still read it. “Did you see how big the portion is?” he asked as he pointed to it on the menu. “A pound of cheese fries. That isn’t changing your mind, is it?” He’d help her eat it, either way. * “That’s no fun. We’re gonna work on that.” She snickered and pushed some red hair behind her ear. “Probably. Though I’ve actually never done it to someone as far as I’m aware, but I duno. They all get stuck in their cute little routines and maybe hate me since I don’t know what I’m even eating for breakfast tomorrow.” She was spontaneous, if she wanted something she would have it, and she hated planning. “Oh good. I mean I’ll be her friend if she doesn’t try to murder me too.” Anna had no problems being anyone’s friend, she just found Mitch first and he was fun too. When he said that comment about not deserving it, it earned him massive brownie points in her book. She was gonna keep him. “Well lets see, first introduction you didn’t show up to fix my aircon pantsless. So yeah, I’d say so.” She teased, he had more qualities than that but it was a start. “Omg that only means we’re getting two!” There was no way she could finish two, but whatever! * “Are we now?” He couldn’t wait to see how they were going to work on that. “Well, as far as I know Lydia doesn’t act like that.” He seriously hoped that she didn’t because that would be very fucking annoying. “I won’t let her murder you, promise.” He shook his head. “Yeah, I didn’t want to get punched in the face. So I figured that I better keep my pants on.” Hey, if she could joke about it, so could he. “How about we get one and if that gets finished, you can order another.” He knew he wasn’t going to eat that many cheese fries. He could eat a lot, if he wanted, but not that much. “I think you have to go up to the bar to order the food.” * “Aw, my knight in shining armor.” She smiled with a laugh as she shook her head. “That’s the thing, people see tiny girl and think I’m defenseless. Too bad for them dad taught me to box. “ She wasn’t a pro or anything, but she damn well could and would take care of herself. That earned him a laugh. “Good call.” and she reached for her drink again and made a face. “Ugh that reminds me I have a commercial shoot tomorrow for some gym.” * “I know better. I was on this call before and this guy was jut beaten to hell and I’m picture someone bigger than him did it, right? Nah, it was his very pissed off, small girlfriend that had kicked his ass to hell and back. It’s the small ones you gotta watch out for.” He finished off his drink. “Does this mean you’re giving up the pound of cheese fries?” * Anna smirked at that. “Wise, wise man you are Mitchy. What exactly do you do anyway?” She’d realized she never asked. She didn’t tend to ask what people did for some reason, it was always a thing that just slipped her mind. There were some social guess she missed out on thanks to being isolated for a couple years unwillingly. “Hell no, if you think that’s gonna stop me you are sadly mistaken. It’s more like ew, I have to be up at five am.” She eyed the clock, but wasn’t all that concerned. * “I’m a paramedic,” he told her. “But I haven’t been able to work these past few months. That’s why I’ve been so fucking bored of being home. I’m not used to staying home so damn much.” He was used to working and going out after. Not stuck at home making sure he didn’t over do anything. Boring. “That’s pretty early,” he said as he checked the time on his phone. “We still have some time.” * “Ooh, you said recovering? From a…” Something she couldn’t really remember? There were some letters and something else in that injury but she couldn’t for the life of her remember what he called it. “When do you go back?” Would be go back? “Guys in uniform are hot.” She winked, she couldn’t help it. She didn’t have much foot to mouth filter if any. Which probably didn’t help when she got screwed over by people-but she still tried to maintain a cheery outlook. It even improved that much further when a man came to take their order. “Ha, toldja we didn’t have to get up.” Well, it probably helped she was a cute redhead tiny girl. “Yep! I’m not worried. I never sleep for those calls anyway. Too early, I’ll sleep when I’m home. Or dead, whatever comes first.” A pause as she turned her energy over to the bar tender for a moment to order them both cheesy fries. * “Yeah, from a couple of GSWs…” He paused and had to remember that not everyone spoke like that. “Gunshot wounds from my fucked up dream that I had a few months ago.” It had been months since he had the dream, but it was still there in his mind. It wouldn’t go away. He really didn’t need a reply of it, but his mind thought otherwise. “Soon, I hope.” He laughed a little. “That’s not the first time I’ve had someone say that to me.” He had heard it plenty from times from woman and sometimes even men. “Do you want a prize for being right?” he jokingly asked. “Well, I’m not letting you die. So I guess this means that you’re going to sleep when you get home.” He ordered another drink before the bartender took off with Anna’s cheese fries order. * “Wait wait wait, from your dreams?” She gave him a skeptical look as she peered over her drink at him. “Those dreams sound like crazy talk, you know that right?” Clearly Anna hadn’t experienced a single one yet or she’d likely be singing a different tune, but instead she looked at him skeptically until he longed for work and smiled a bit. “I’m surprised you stayed down this whole time. But I’m pretty much the worst patient ever.” Hopefully she never got hurt like that. “Yes, yes I do. I accept prizes in fries though.” “Am I, are you telling me to sleep then?” A hint of amusement more than annoyance, but clearly prepared for either response. * “Yes, from my dreams,” Mitch repeated. “I know. It sounds insane, but it’s true. Others have experienced the same exact thing. It’s all over the network.” He knew Anna wrote on there, but he had no idea if she read what anyone actually said on there. “Yeah, me too. But I also knew if I fucked up, I would be down longer and I didn’t want that.” He just wanted to get better and get back to work. “Always fries? Nothing else?” he asked. “That is exactly what I’m saying,” he said with a smile just as the cheese fries and his new drink arrived at their table. * She side glanced him and frowned a little. “I know it is...I’ve just...been avoiding it.” She admitted giving her neck a little awkward rub as she took a sip of her drink. “My sister’s there.” They did not get along. Anna was still a little bitter at her. Every time she opened up she got hurt, and yet she was slowly trying again. She wasn’t ready to have casual internet conversations though as far as that went. “For your sake I’ll pretend I didn’t hear it.” She smiled as the cheesy fries arrived. Okay, this place got an A on service. * “Ah,” was all he said. “I don’t really talk on there much. No one ever really says anything that makes me feel the need to say anything.” Mostly he just read a lot of what people said. “So, what’s up with you and your sister, if you don’t mind me asking?” If she didn’t want to answer, that was fine. He wouldn’t push and he’d change the subject. “You can’t ignore it forever.” He smiled back before grabbing a fry and eating it. * Anna bit at her lower lip as she reached for one of the same fries he was going for and scoffed when he got to it first. “Hey!” Before smacking his hand playfully and reaching fo another, she snickered. Until that question about her sister. “We used to be close as kids...but I got hurt and she shut me out. She literally cut me off for years. We lived in the same mansion and I never even saw her.” Yeah, Anna grew up rich, but she went her separate ways. Now she lived in a modest apartment and it was just fine for her. It was of her own earnings so it was better than fine. “Challenge accepted..” Now you’ve done it, Mitch. * “Hey, yourself!” He pulled his hand away after she smacked it. He still had the fry, though. “You snooze, you lose, Red.” He ate the fry and smiled at her. “She shut you out just because you got hurt? I couldn’t imagine me and my brother shutting one another out just because one of us got hurt.” It seemed weird. And he wondered why Anna’s parents even let it happen. “Wait, I threw down a challenge? What are you going to do? Never sleep?” He knew that never ended well for anybody. He was going to have to keep a close eye on her. * She snickered at that and leaned over the table to steal one of the fries he was going to take. “The crispy ones are my favorite though, rude.” She grinned as she settled back on her side of the fries on the table. “I don’t know. I don’t understand it either, but I was in the hospital for a while. Apparently was out for a day or so, and then she just..stopped talking to me. I didn’t even know where she was until I saw her on that message board thing.” She frowned at the thought, but brightened a minute later when he looked at her with so much confusion she had to laugh. “Maybe!” * “Those are the best ones.” Since she grabbed the fry he was going for, he went for another one. “Looks like we’re going to be fighting for the crispy fries.” Yeah, it still sounded weird to him. “Have you ever tried to talk to her about it?” he asked. That seemed like the logical thing to do. “I’m not letting you do that.” The second she looked tired, he was putting her to bed. * “Uh huh! Shoulda gotten extra cispy all around.” Next time it was a thing they’d do then. Now that she knew Mitch liked them to, forever extra crispy! She stabbed a fry into some cheesy sauce and frowned a little. “I’ve tried for years, Mitch. She’s my sister. I texted her all the time when she wouldn’t pick up my phone calls...I duno. Eventually I just kind of gave up. She never texted or called back. When our parents died...that was pretty much the end of it. I stopped trying. I had to put together funeral arrangements and didn’t know how.” There was no one else though. Elsa hadn’t come home. “Ooh, not letting me huh? Whatcha gonna do if I do?” * “Yeah, you should have.” He watched her stab at another fry before he took a drink. “So, she’s the one who pushed you away. That sucks. Maybe one day she’ll get past whatever her problem is and let you back into her life.” He stabbed at fry before saying, “My dad and I don’t really get along.” She was sharing family stuff, he could do the same. “I don’t know yet.” He really hadn’t gotten that far in his plan. * “Rude, Mitchy. Rude.” She snickered as she shook her head and and snatched another fry from his side, because it was fun to mess with him. “Really? Why not?” She couldn’t help but ask, if he was sharing she was going to ask. Sharing was caring and all that crap. She flagged down the bar tender for a refill on her drink, and pointed at Mitch’s too. “Two!” She said, giving him a sweet smile, and the man grumbled and returned to the bar to fetch said drinks. “Hm. I duno. I mean I guess. Agh, family sucks.” She shrugged with a little smile. “Boring. So, what else do you like to do aside from being paramedic guy?” Swift change of subjects, families were hard mkay. * “I’m never rude.” He glared at Anna when she decided to steal other fry from his side of the plate. “Hey, hey, hey, keep to your own side.” He playfully smacked her fork with his own. “We’ve always butted heads. But he got mad at me when I said I wasn’t going to follow in his footsteps. He’s still not thrilled about me being a paramedic. Sorry, I wanted to help people. Not fix vain people.” He nodded in agreement. Yeah, family sucked. “I’d go out and do whatever popped in Jaz’s mind. Mostly what we’re doing now is what me and her would do. I’m usually up for anything. I just don’t want to sit still and do nothing all the time.” * “Never huh, I doubt that.” She teased as she gave his fork a smack with her own. He wanted to start this? She’d do the thing. “I like the concept of picking your own family instead.” She smiled as she managed to swipe one of his fries on the edge and laughed. “I win” As she shoved it in her mouth. When she listened to him she frowned a bit. “No other hobbies? You know if you played guitar or something and wore a uniform you’d get like ten thousand girls a night.” Anna couldn’t help but tease him. It was fun, but she was starting to feel a little tired, she just didn’t want to admit it. * “Never,” he repeated with a smile. “Okay, I’m only rude when somebody is rude to me.” Which was pretty much the truth. “Hey!” He smacked at her fork again with his own. “I think a lot of people would agree with you on that.” He rolled his eyes and stabbed at another fry. “You win… this,” he said as he flicked a wiggly fry her way. “Not really.” He laughed. “Except I don’t need ten thousand girls. I have a girlfriend.” He finished off his drink and kept his eyes on Anna. “Tired yet?” * She laughed at that. “En garde.” And prepared to strike him with her fork again. She was easily entertained, what could she say. Catching that fry, she gave a wink. “Toldja I would.” All the drinks were starting to get to her, and she was getting sleepy but didn’t want to admit it. “Yeah I know I know. All the good ones have a girl.” She gave a teasing smile, but meant it. He was her first friend. * He held his fork up, ready to strike her’s down. “You’re going down.” He was pretty much done with both the fries and the drinks. He didn’t want to go too crazy with the drinking tonight. “Should have met me a few months ago. I wasn’t with anyone then.” * “You wish.” A direct Harry Potter quote. Of course she knew Harry Potter, who didn’t? Even if she wasn’t a total nerd, she’d seen the movies and that iconic scene. But the alcohol was setting in, her hand wasn’t exactly the steadiest anymore. “That figures, now I get creeps with no manners.” She laughed at the awful memory and shook her head. “Maybe someone won’t suck. Some day.” She really didn’t need another drink, her recent one was only half drunk. She was small and lightweight, it didn’t take much. * “No wishing needed.” He smacked her fork with his own. Were they acting like five year olds right now? Yes. Yes, they were. But it was fun. “They say there’s someone out there for everyone. I’m sure you’ll find them one of these days.” He leaned back, eyes still on Anna. “Getting tired yet?” She seemed to be slowing down a bit. He didn’t think they would be dealing with anymore ghosts tonight. * “Maybe. Or they’re gone now. And all that’s left are losers like air con guy. It’s fine.” a boyfriend would be nice some day, but she wasn’t in a huge rush just now. The corners of her lips tipped upward as he took her challenge and ran with it, Instead she pulled out her phone and snapped a picture of him threatening her with a fork and laughed. “Your next profile pic.” She turned the photo around to show him his face with that fork pointed at her. Giving him a roll of her eyes, she flicked the fork out of his fingers. “How many times are you going to ask that question?” * “At least you can punch them if they cross the line,” he told her with a smirk. Okay, he hadn’t been ready for her to do that. So when she turned her phone around and showed him the picture he rolled his eyes. “It could have been worse!” Her eye rolling just made him smile more. “I don’t know. Probably a lot.” He moved his hands away just in case she felt like stabbing him with the fork. * Anna liked taking pictures when people least expected it, and she was pretty good at it too. It wasn’t blurry or anything in spite of the motion in it. She laughed and tucked away her phone before he could get the picture and do anything to it. “Okay fine fine, I’m tired. Jeeze, mom.” She teased as she stuck out her tongue at him and made a face. * If Mitch wanted to get rid of the picture, he would have grabbed at the phone the moment Anna had showed him. But it didn’t bother him and the picture really hadn’t been all that bad, so whatever. She could keep it. “I knew it,” he said with a triumphant smile. “Should we start to head out then?” * She made a face. “Now I see why you don’t have a thousand girls.” She teased him as she stood, flicking him playfully in the nose before she stood. “Carry me!” And she jumped into his arms with a crazy sort of blind faith that he’d just catch her. Consider it a weird trust exercise. * “Oh?” he asked. “And why is that?” He couldn’t wait to hear Anna’s answer to his question. He stood up a second after Anna and was almost caught off guard when she decided to jump into his arms. He caught her and didn’t move or say anything for a moment as he let the slight pain come and go. Yeah, he was still healing, he knew it, his body did not need to remind him. “Next time warn me,” he said before adding, “Now leave money on the table so they don’t think we’re eating and running.” * “‘Cause you’re too good.” She grinned as she patted his cheek when he caught her, and then squirmed her way out of his arms so she could pay the bill. Surprise, she also paid for yours Mitch. She didn’t just let the guys pay for everything. Besides, he’d surprised her with ghost hunting, so she happily covered the food and drinks after. “Come on.” She laughed and took his hand, leading him out of that bar and back toward home. |