@ElderGod-Icefire
Jared chuckled. "Mm. I prefer Tony Stark. Because…spoiled rich kid?" he shrugged, looking over at Victor. "I always liked Hawkeye, though. He's cool."
Jared chuckled. "Mm. I prefer Tony Stark. Because…spoiled rich kid?" he shrugged, looking over at Victor. "I always liked Hawkeye, though. He's cool."
"Hawkeye is a very underrated character." Victor chuckled softly, his eyes gentle. "Most of the Agents are." he glanced at the other. "What else intrigues you?"
"Mhm." Jared nodded, then thought for a moment. "Hm…I…depends." he shrugged. "Food is always great, but obviously if I eat too much I won't look like this anymore." he gestured vaguely to his thin body. And…he liked food, sure. The taste. But…nowadays, eating tended to make him sick more often than not.
Victor nods, "I mean that's understandable." He replies before shaking his head and laughing quietly. "Well then… what's your favorite food?" He asks curiously. His eyes are alight with interest.
Jared chuckled softly. "Uhm…I don't actually know." he shook his head a little, looking at Victor. "What about you?" he replied.
"I would have to say pork cutlet. It's wonderful and-" he sighed happily. "The pork practically melts in your mouth." He mutters as he leans on his hand.
"Mm. That does sound good. I don't think I've ever had it before." Jared replied with a small smile. "I'll have to try it sometime." he looked over at Victor.
"It's delicious. My sis loves it when I make it." He smiled in reply. "I also know a restaurant in town." He fixes his ponytail again.
Jared nodded. "Which restaurant? Maybe I'll give it a visit sometime soon." He replied with a small smile.
"I don't remember the name, but it's a quaint little restaurant on the end of Mockingbird." He shrugs hopelessly before leaning back in his chair again.
"Hmm." Jared pulled out his laptop, and found Google Maps. "Here?" He pointed.
Victor glances as his phone before nodding. "That's the one." He appeared rather please by that.
Jared smiled, and put the laptop away. "Hm. Alright. Maybe I'll go sometime."
Victor nods. "It's wonderfully cooked food. And the owners are really nice. I'm a regular there." He smiled a little at that.
Jared smiled. "Maybe we'll go together then. You can tell me what to order." he replied with a shrug.
He chuckled softly. "Yes. I suppose I could." He replies softly, easing into his chair, his facial expression content in the barest way.
What should happen now??//
Jared sighed softly, fidgeting with his shirt hem. His shirt was rumpled and wrinkled, the result of sleeping in it.
(uhhhhhhh idk tbh lol. I have a nightmare scene for later, but…he just woke up so no nightmares yet? idk)
(Idk either)
(hm. They could go to that restaurant?)
(Okay. That works)
(okay)
After a while, Jared looked over at Victor. "I'm hungry again." He remarked with a shrug. "So…show me the restaurant? I'll drive and pay, you just need to show me how to get there." He stood up, fishing for his keys.
Victor was reading quietly when the other spoke. He chuckled quietly before shaking his head. "I can pay." He replies, tucking the book into his bag. "But yes, I can show you where it is."
Jared nodded, then shook his head. "No, I'm paying." He replied, opening the door and holding it for Victor. He chuckled softly.
"How about this. We ask the waiter/waitress to take a card, and whoever that card belongs to will pay?" He compromises, a smirk on his lips. He smiled at the other as he walked past, nodding in thanks as Jared held the door.
Jay sighed. "Fine." he replied, smiling a little. "But no manipulating the fact that you're there more to win." he replied, shutting the door after them and getting in his car, starting it up.
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