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capeandcowl2012-06-14 04:19 pm
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[ look everyone’s it’s johnny and larsa! or rather, it’s johnny pointing his comm at larsa, while larsa examines tuxedos. ]
So me and Larsa are suiting up for the prom. You guys, tell him bow ties are stylish so he’ll wear one.
[larsa, on the other hand wrinkles his nose slightly at the notion of bowties, but he doesn’t argue. johnny’s hand appears onscreen, rummaging through the ties. ]
Anyway, I’m pretty sure this stuff’s supposed to match your date’s dress. What color’s your date’s dress?
[Larsa blushes before going to look at a silk blue suit (unironically), ducking to hide.]
I am simply going to participate. I doubt I know anyone well enough to accompany me.
[ he does look at johnny for a moment before asking him: ]
You are going with your beloved, yes?
[ WHOOPS... ]
Yeah. Yeah, of course I am. [ there’s a pause and then he flips the camera around so he can look into it. ]
So Jess, you’re coming to prom with me, right?
[ Larsa just groans from the background. ]
No, for such a grand event you have to be more...
More what?
More... romantic, mayhaps? She is no afterthought to be asked in such a manner whilst you shop for something to wear. She is the woman you love: write her letters, go on one knee and ask her permission, get her flowers at least.
[ johnny has obviously forgotten he’s filming. larsa just sighs, emerging from behind the rack with a small smile on his face. ]
You are hopeless, bro.
I’m so not hopeless. Forget the tie, let’s go buy flowers. Or something.
If you insist. I must say flowers are quite my forte.
Awesome. Let’s go, bro.
[ and the feed cuts. PREPARE YOURSELF, JESS. ]
ooc; larsa!
So me and Larsa are suiting up for the prom. You guys, tell him bow ties are stylish so he’ll wear one.
[larsa, on the other hand wrinkles his nose slightly at the notion of bowties, but he doesn’t argue. johnny’s hand appears onscreen, rummaging through the ties. ]
Anyway, I’m pretty sure this stuff’s supposed to match your date’s dress. What color’s your date’s dress?
[Larsa blushes before going to look at a silk blue suit (unironically), ducking to hide.]
I am simply going to participate. I doubt I know anyone well enough to accompany me.
[ he does look at johnny for a moment before asking him: ]
You are going with your beloved, yes?
[ WHOOPS... ]
Yeah. Yeah, of course I am. [ there’s a pause and then he flips the camera around so he can look into it. ]
So Jess, you’re coming to prom with me, right?
[ Larsa just groans from the background. ]
No, for such a grand event you have to be more...
More what?
More... romantic, mayhaps? She is no afterthought to be asked in such a manner whilst you shop for something to wear. She is the woman you love: write her letters, go on one knee and ask her permission, get her flowers at least.
[ johnny has obviously forgotten he’s filming. larsa just sighs, emerging from behind the rack with a small smile on his face. ]
You are hopeless, bro.
I’m so not hopeless. Forget the tie, let’s go buy flowers. Or something.
If you insist. I must say flowers are quite my forte.
Awesome. Let’s go, bro.
[ and the feed cuts. PREPARE YOURSELF, JESS. ]
ooc; larsa!
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I'll have a penpal. Neat.
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