forum all my rps are dead so I'm making another one

Started May 29, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

tune

Sean starts, his nails accidentally digging into the wood of the table. He narrows his eyes then waves for a waiter who brings him a full bottle of beer. He swirls it around then takes a swig

Argo slumped a tad in his booth, trying to make himself appear a little shorter. He adjusted his bowtie absently, taking another swig of the alcoholic coffee. He began to tap his foot, the small radio in his ear beginning to play quiet classical music

Micha observed all the options, carefully observing the desserts that were on display. He turned back to the counter, offering the man a gentle smile. "Might I have the tiramisu?" He asked the male as he pushed back a stray strand of hair.

Ollie nods, "Anything else, love?" he had a slight British accent, his blue eyes shimmering as he hands the customer his treat. He was sweet and kind towards others, due to the fact that he never judged. He hums softly, looking over the treats and frowns slightly. He pops into the kitchen, "Hey Alfie, can you call James and ask him to get more flower? We're running low!" Alfred nods, "Let me finish the cupcakes." Oliver nods and returns out to the customer. "Sorry love, just had to take care of some things. Is that all you need?"

Yeon considered talking to the man with the eye patch, then went against it. He would deal with that later. His gaze landed back on the taller man, knee continuing to bounce. He could never sit still for long periods of time, he just got restless.

Argo looked up and accidentally made eye contact with the guy at the bar. His face went a little red from embarrassment, and he began to curse in his mind. Said mind began to play various scenarios where he could mess up and accidentally make himself sound like a stalker, or get punched in the jaw. He decided to ignore it by downing more of his coffee

Sean bangs his head back onto the table with a sigh. He looks at the label of the beer bottle, bored and with his mind racing

Yeon grinned slightly to himself. He liked the reaction that he got from the taller man. He motioned for the server, tone having a thick, Hispanic accent. “That guy over there, put what he orders in my tab.”

Micha smiled to the younger male. "No thanks, this should be enough," he cooed as he paid the cashier for the cake. He sat down at a table besides the window, taking in the clear view of the street.

Argo froze a small bit. Missing one sense tended to heighten others, and if he wasn't mistaken the hot guy at the counter was buying his drinks now. Now he had to go over there. After all, it would be rude to sit there and waste the guy's money. He took a breath before getting out of the booth and sliding onto the stool next to him. He gave a small wave, not sure whether to use his radio or sign language

Sean sighs, seeing a few 'couples' at the bars and his stressed and over active mind immediately started shipping

Ollie hums, smiling happily as he starts towards the kitchen, "Alfred, have you called James yet?"
"On it!" Came his brothers reply. Oliver nods, humming under his breath, dancing a little, just a simple sway of his hips was all. He smiles thoughtfully. He walks towards the male, a small bag in his hands. "Excuse me?" He calls cheerfully, "I forgot, but today with each purchase you get a free sweet." he smiles, handing the pink and blue icing cupcake to the male, "Have a good day, sugar~" he winks at the other before returning behind the counter.

Yeon turned his head to look at the taller man who was now sitting next to him. He gave a bright smile, setting his drink down on the table top. “Hey. I’m Yeon,” he said, a slight purr in his tone. His accent still showed through, though he did try to suppress it the best he could.

Argo went to use sign language but stopped himself, realizing that the guy probably had no idea how to understand it. "Argo," his radio played, the voice that came through deep and tired-sounding

Yeon’s brows raised when he noticed where the sound seemed to come from. “Are you deaf or something? Mute?” He asked, arching a dark brow in interest. His knee continued to bounce restlessly.

Argo nodded sheepishly, taking another sip of his coffee. "Mute. I use a radio to communicate. Or sign language, it depends," he said, pointing to the small clip on radio in his ear

Sean stands, hands in pockets, sighing. He passes by Ollie, flipping a coin at him for the beer, "Thanks-" He sighs

Ollie nods, "Have a good one." Another drunk passing through… he hums in thought, placing the coin in the register. He sighs softly, staring outside. He sees his brother James walking towards the bakery. James was tall, dirty blonde, buff with muscle, dark grey eyes covered by sunglasses, wearing a red plaid shirt, the top two buttons unbuttoned, ripped jeans and combat boots. He enters with a jingle from the bell, the two sacks of flour resting on his shoulder.

Micha graciously accepted the bag from the male. "Thanks," he chuckled slightly as he took the bag. He set it down besides his plate and continued to slowly consume the tiramisu cake, allowing the coffee flavor coat his mouth.

“Really? I mean, at least you found a way to communicate with people,” Yeah said, lips pursing as he took his time looking Argo over. Oh yes, he liked him. “And sign language? I think I know a little bit. A cousin of mine was completely deaf, so I learned a bit from my uncle.”

Argo seemed to light up a little. This guy was hot and knew sign language? You have a very nice name, Yeon, he signed, trying to test how much he actually knew

Sean almost runs into the guy at the door.

James glances at the male, "Sorry." He grunts, nodding to the other male. He enters the bakery. Ollie pouts, "James, you know better than to carry stuff like that! You'll hurt yourself." He scolds. James shrugs, " 'S fine." He says, setting the bags down. Oliver sighs, "But thank you James. Especially when it's your day off to work." He just shrugs, "It's fine."