forum In Fair Verona // Modern Romeo and Juliet // Private RP - CLOSED

Started February 05, 2019 by @blue_topaz

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“No broccoli,” I attempted to joke, “And limited greens.”

“All unhealthy food. You’re lucky the Montagues got a bakery going.” I teased, rolling my eyes playfully.

By now, I was barely two feet away from him. “Do you have donuts?”

“Of course we have donuts.” I smiled brightly—is she getting closer or is that wishful thinking?

“And cream puffs?” I raised a slightly teasing eyebrow, gaining bravado.

“As many as you desire.” I replied smoothly, picking up on her confidence.

A tiny grin worked its way into my lips. “What should I bring, then?”

“Whatever you wanna eat, I guess. I’ll order a pizza and bring dessert.” I could just barely make out her expression in the darkness, but it sent my heart fluttering all the same.

I briefly recalled the dares we’d exchanged only one night ago. “Do you like macaroons?”

“I’d be insane not to.” I grinned, shifting a little to get more comfortable.

I grinned. “I’ll bring some of those then. And drinks. Do you like strawberry lemonade?”

“Raspberry is better, but I suppose I can make a sacrifice and settle for strawberry.” I joked quietly, still worried about getting yelled at by Joe.

I opened my mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the pillow Joe had hurled across the room. “Whisper, goddammit,” he grumbled good-naturedly, “I don’t want to hear about your date right now.”

I smiled sheepishly, mumbling a “Sorry!” To Joe and trying not to laugh.

I chuckled softly and rubbed at my eyes, more tired than I wanted to admit.

“We should probably get some rest.” I whispered, letting out a yawn.

I hesitated a moment before nodding. Giving his hand one last squeeze, I pulled away, got to my feet, and carried my sleeping bag to the far corner of the room. “Gnjght….”

I squeezed Marina’s hand back. “Night, Pazza.” I ignore the sinking feeling in my chest as she moved away from me.

I lowered myself carefully into the sleeping bag and closed my eyes. A few seconds passed…. and I was out cold.

I didn’t fall asleep for awhile. It was hard to, being in a foreign territory. At some point I tired out and drifted off to sleep, fighting off a hangover.

I awoke the next morning to Joe’s alarm——which he’d purposely set louder than normal to wake us all up. At first, I was disoriented. Where am I?

But when the memories came rushing back, I sat bolt upright, pulling the sleeping bag over my chest.

I groaned at the sound of the alarm, throughly hungover. I hid inside the sleeping bag, curling up into a defensive ball.

Joe, who had just rolled out of bead, grunted a greeting. My eyes flickered to Mercutio, barely awake, and a smile formed on my lips.

I heard Joe awaken, his footsteps heavier than Marina’s and closer to me. “Don’t kick me.” My voice came out gruff and raspy. With another groan I burrowed deep underneath the cover of the sleeping bag.

Joe raised an eyebrow at the dazed smile on my face. Colour rushed to my cheeks. He winked and crouched, shaking Mercutio's shoulder. "Up. Now. This is non-negotiable, don't keep your girlfriend waiting."