forum One on One - Resting in a Rose Pedal (Closed!)

Started October 15, 2018 by @Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

tune

Carrio hummed with the music. He was a slut for jazz. Before Indra he’d listen to jazz from the library computer instead of doing work. Sometimes he’d even bring in his saxophone and make a few bucks on the side of the street.

"This is nice." Indra said, as the waiter took their orders. Infra stuck with his drink choice of boba ' and ordered Ta-a noodles.

Sorry I was hours late, Emi…

Das oki!

Carrio ordered some boba, obviously, and a little side dish of [insert food here that fits to the scene].
“This is quite nice.”

"So, how are you doing?" Insta asked , sipping his drink through the straw.

“I’m doing well.” Carrio stirred his drink and took a sip. “How are you?”

"I'm great." Indra said. "Maybe I should go out more often."

Carrio hummed. “That sounds like a good idea. Maybe I should do the same.”

"Ehy do you day that?" Indra asked, legitimately curious. "You seem perfectly social, honestly."

(Grrrr go get our other RP Shuri-Kun)

“I’m not very social. The most social I am is in the library,” Carrio admitted.

(Which one exactly, senpai?

Okie

"You look sorta dapper." Indra said, flexing his fingers to strain his gloves back into place. "I'm sure you can get a lady if you want… Or a dude… Or whatever else you're into." He assured him.

Carrio shrugged. “I’m not really looking out for that sort of thing. I just want to stay busy so I can have a nice relaxed life after work.”

"I'm sure that kind of thing would help." Infra suggested, receiving his food. "If y'know what I mean."

Carrio hummed. “I know it would work. It’s just something my family does. But if someone’s interested in me, I’ll settle down with them.”

"That's wise." Indra continued. "So what exactly is your type?" He asked , hoping he didn't pry too much.

Carrio shrugged. “Dunno. I’ll probably settle down with a guy. Or a woman, I dunno. Both’s fine.”

"I get it. In fact I was kind of thinking the same thing." Indra says. He was thankful that he was too ashen pale to blush.

Carrio lifted up his boba and sipped from it. “Convenient,” was his only comment.

Indra began to finish his re-election noodles gingerly.
"So what music do you listen to?"

Carrio sipped his boba again. “I wouldn’t say no to a good jazz number. You?”

Yeah, jazz-rock is my number one. " Indra replied. "In fact, I actually know how to play jazz on the piano."

Carrio raised an eyebrow. Perhaps Indra wasn’t as bad as he thought.
“Really? I play the tenor saxophone.”