"Quando l'amico chiede, non v'è domani."

[sharktrash]

Who: Dino & Squalo. And possibly you!
What: IT'S A DATE!! meeting between fellow countrymen to appreciate traditional food. Move along, no risotto for you.
When: early noon, January 25th-ish? (after song rewrite, before ghost hauntings)
Where: some nice park within Vista City roughly halfway between Pride and Virgo HQs
Warnings: language? Squalo? should be relatively safe, will update if necessary

(( prompts in comments! ))

Comments

[alleato]

I personally meant it as a compliment, but you can leave it if you want.

[Kaoru... really is cute. Dino looks distracted for a second, and flat out misses the ground , flailing for a moment before he falls flat on his face.]

[totheright]

[ Okay, so Kaoru is physically not going to be able to keep from laughing at that. Sure, he'll help Dino up, but only after a good deal of clutching his stomach and hysterical giggles. ]

Yeah, you know what, I'll take the compliment. I'm way cooler than you.

[alleato]

In some ways, yes. [It's muffled by the ground, and he just lets himself splay out there for a moment, trying to find a why for that happening, and not finding it at all. So he rolls over lazily onto his back and taps his foot against Kaoru's before taking the offered hand and getting back to his feet.]

Jerk. [He only says it with the widest of grins. Something about this guy just resonates with him, and he's so glad Kaoru is his band mate.]

[totheright]

Yeah, a little. [ He'll admit that without worry, letting go of Dino's hand after giving it a little squeeze. ] But you still love me.

[alleato]

Most days!

[Dino draws him into a quick, bracing hug, then ruffles Kaoru's hair.

Before running.

Don't touch the hair. He knows.]