virgil hawkins (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} static_shower) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming,@ 2010-01-04 22:12:00 |
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Who: Virgil and open
What: raiding the fridge.
When: Early evening
Where:the apartment complex
Warnings: TBA. but probably none.
Virgil was hungry. No. Virgil was ravenous. Accidental world traveling did that to a guy he supposed. He was staring at the refrigerator and hovering like a moth to a flame. He looked right. Then left. It wasn't dinner time, nobody else was in the kitchen. Would this get him in trouble? Was their a certain "meal time" etiquette he'd be breaking if he dove into everything? He decided it was worth the risk. He heard there was pizza. And where there was pizza there should always be a teenage boy at the end of it. He saw none so in this case he would gladly volunteer to be that boy. Finally deciding that he wasn't being watched or monitored with a careful look around at the room he yanked open the door and began hunting. It was an impressive hunt. Why did it always have to be a hunt to find the last piece? It was even worse than with Richie or Bart.
His stomach growled as he dug deeper into the food supply and tilted his head curiously. "this is whack. Where is it? I know it's here somewhere." He muttered to no one in particular and pushed things aside, rummaging. He was still pretty new to the complex so he didn't know all the rules, but hey he fought the demon thingys he figured pizza was a good payment plan. He'd accept that. Virgil pouted as he couldn't find it. Sitting back on his knees, he looked back at the table behind him. "...I think I'm almost hungry enough to eat Sharon's cooking. Nah.." He smirked at his own jab and sighed. The place was quiet, nothing like home. Sharon was always yelling at him, three Virgil's later he listened, Pops was on the phones talking about the center to some cooperation or another. Trying to keep the funding. He missed that. He even missed Richie, his best friend who was really more like a brother. Sure he had Bart who treated him like the little brother, but that didn't stop him from missing his blood family too. When things were to quiet he got to thinking of them. Virgil shook his head and stood, foodless and sulking. "No more pizza?"
What: raiding the fridge.
When: Early evening
Where:the apartment complex
Warnings: TBA. but probably none.
Virgil was hungry. No. Virgil was ravenous. Accidental world traveling did that to a guy he supposed. He was staring at the refrigerator and hovering like a moth to a flame. He looked right. Then left. It wasn't dinner time, nobody else was in the kitchen. Would this get him in trouble? Was their a certain "meal time" etiquette he'd be breaking if he dove into everything? He decided it was worth the risk. He heard there was pizza. And where there was pizza there should always be a teenage boy at the end of it. He saw none so in this case he would gladly volunteer to be that boy. Finally deciding that he wasn't being watched or monitored with a careful look around at the room he yanked open the door and began hunting. It was an impressive hunt. Why did it always have to be a hunt to find the last piece? It was even worse than with Richie or Bart.
His stomach growled as he dug deeper into the food supply and tilted his head curiously. "this is whack. Where is it? I know it's here somewhere." He muttered to no one in particular and pushed things aside, rummaging. He was still pretty new to the complex so he didn't know all the rules, but hey he fought the demon thingys he figured pizza was a good payment plan. He'd accept that. Virgil pouted as he couldn't find it. Sitting back on his knees, he looked back at the table behind him. "...I think I'm almost hungry enough to eat Sharon's cooking. Nah.." He smirked at his own jab and sighed. The place was quiet, nothing like home. Sharon was always yelling at him, three Virgil's later he listened, Pops was on the phones talking about the center to some cooperation or another. Trying to keep the funding. He missed that. He even missed Richie, his best friend who was really more like a brother. Sure he had Bart who treated him like the little brother, but that didn't stop him from missing his blood family too. When things were to quiet he got to thinking of them. Virgil shook his head and stood, foodless and sulking. "No more pizza?"