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Snow nods and smiles slightly. "Yeah. The design is pretty cool." He chuckles before grabbing Virgil's hand. "Race you to the lake!" He cheers before standing and starting to run.
Snow nods and smiles slightly. "Yeah. The design is pretty cool." He chuckles before grabbing Virgil's hand. "Race you to the lake!" He cheers before standing and starting to run.
"Damn it! You know I don't know where that is! I just moved here." He yells as he is dragged along. This always happens… Whenever I'm with this idiot.
Snow laughs, slowing down a little. "Okay fine. We'll walk together." He returns to Virgil's side and takes his wrist in his hand. "this way." He says cheerfully.
"Fine nerd." He said, letting his blond-haired friend lead him probably to his doom in the lake. I hate water. He thinks crossly but follows nonetheless.
Snow smiles and leads him to the lake. "It's not deep, but the water is always cold." He explains before looking around. "Plus it's in a cave, so not a lot of people know it's there." He giggles.
Virgil visibly bristles. "Still, it's water." He points out, realizing that he really is like a cat… In more ways the one.
Snow tilts his head. "Hmm… No water… What about we go get ice cream then?" He didn't want to make Virgil uncomfortable. He smiles sweetly at the other.
Virgil clapped his hands in happiness. "Ice cream!" He said, he always had this reaction whenever sweets were brought into the fray. "Let's go!"
Snow giggles softly before taking his hand and leading him to the best ice cream place around. "So. Shall we enjoy ourselves? I know of a few good places around town once we get ice cream."
"Hell yeah!" Virgil yelled, getting a few looks from passersby who were wondering why the hell there was a grow man yelling about icecream.
Snow laughs softly before leading him to a small little place, it was rather quiet for a summer afternoon. "Ah. If it isn't our beloved Snow. How ya doin' sugar?" A woman asks, standing beind the counter. "I'm well, Mrs. Lavinski." She smiles and nods. "Who's your friend there, Snow?"
Virgil waves. "Ello, I'm Virgil Contraal." He introduces himself, shifting the cane from hand to hand. He had it the entire time but it was hidden because his author can to that.
She nods and smiles. "Ice cream for you two?" She asks. Snow nods and smiles. "The usual please! What do you want Virgil?" He asks, smiling up at the other.
Virgil thinks for a moment. "Can you read the menu to be Snow?" He asks his friend politely, tilting his head in Snow's direction.
Snow nods and smiles, reading off the list to his friend. He enjoyed being with Virgil. It always made him happy.
"Can I please get a black cherry ice cream?" He asks after his friend read off the menu list. He turned to Snow. "Thanks, bud. What would I do without you?"
She nods and walks off. Snow smikes warmly at his friend. "Of course." He says softly, leading the other carefully towards a table.
Virgil sat down, setting his cane at his side. He could usually tell where people were based on their fears. But really, who was scared in an ice cream parlor.
Snow giggles softly as he looks around. "I love this place. It's so peaceful and quiet." He says happily. Snow was simply enjoying his time sitting here with Virgil. He adored being with the other.
"It is quiet, it's nice." He says, folding his arms and resting his head on them. "What's it look like?" He asks out of the blue.
Snow hums in thought. "Well. It kind of looks like a saloon from the West, just a bit nicer. It has a vintage look and feel to it. There's a large window looking out towards the park, and tables at random around the floor. The counter is opposite of us currently, and it kind of looks like a bar." He explains.
Virgil bites his lip. "That's nice, what are the colors?" He asks, he knew he couldn't tell what colors were but he still wanted to know. "Is it pretty?"
"It's mostly just simple wood, but there are pretty flower designs along the counter." Snow explains as he took Virgil's hand, tracing the shape of the flowers on the palm of his hand. He smiles a little bit.
"That's nice…" Virgil says, trailing off. "I wish I could see, it seems awesome." He muttered to himself. Seeing would be cool, and it would help when I'm doing my gig.
Snow smiles and squeezes his hand. "It's okay." He mutters. He jumps when their order is called. "I've got it." He says cheerfully.
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