forum Stronger than Some // Roleplay with Crocs

Started November 01, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Just….feeling guilty," he said plopping down on the couch with a sigh. Raymond winced at the sound of cracking and immediately stood up. It probably never had that much weight on it before. "Shit….sorry…."

Khione let out another snort, waving him off. "One, don't. We're doin' fine, Ray. I've only had to tap into my savin's once, after Rico broke his leg. And two, we got that couch for free from the guy who fixed up the place."

"You're gonna be out of here soon," he said, staring down at the couch with a guilty look. It was leaned over to the right since he'd broken the right side legs. "Really soon."
Raymond glanced down the hall, wondering what was taking Rico so long.

"Ray-"

"The vibe in here is so gloomy." Rico commented as he stepped out, wearing a women's tank top that was definitely way too small for him. Khione's shirt. "Please tell me I shouldn't be worried about a dead body. It's too late for that. Save it for the morning."

"No dead body," Raymond assured, raising an eyebrow at the selection of clothing. "Just discussing new living arrangements. Any particular place you want to live?"

Rico blinked, making a face at Raymond in confusion. "Huh? That basketball didn't cause any brain damage, did it little dude? Should you be gettin' a-what are those called, cat scans? Is that the one? Money's too tight to move. Or live, but you know. Capitalism."

"I'm not talking about your money, Ric," Raymond said, putting his arms out to offer a hug. "I'm getting paid way too much, and I need a bottomless pit to throw it into. Figured you'd be the right place to go."
The joke was something out of the ordinary for Raymond. He typically didn't feel comfortable enough to even speak around most people, so cracking jokes was reserved for his closest friends.

Rico's eyes lit up, both at the offer for the hug and and the talk of having money to spend. He bounded forward, pulling Raymond into a bear hug. He'd always given the best hugs. "Dude, you know I'm the best at spending money. You sure about this, if you mean what I think you mean?"

"I'm paying for wherever you want to live," Raymond responded, pulling away from the hug after a few moments. It had been a while since he'd gotten a hug. "You'll still have to work for everything else. I have to keep you accountable somehow."

“Well that’s no fun.” He joked, taking off the shirt with some issue as soon as he’d gotten his hug. “But holy shit. The rats are nice and all, but they’re so noisy at night.”

Raymond turned back to Khione, rubbing his nose in a somewhat sad manner. "I have to get up at 4 tomorrow. I'm sorry to cut this short, but if you're coming with me we have to go soon."

“Impatient as always, that’s our Raymond.” Rico chirped, shaking his head with a grin. “You crazy kids stay outta trouble. But if you’re getting in trouble I want in.”

“Absolutely not. You tend to make things worse.” Khione said, slipping her arm through the strap of her bag. “We’ll see you. Call me before you go to bed, alright?”

"Bye, Rico," Raymond said, passing his old friend a sad smile. "I'll see you soon, I promise."

“You better.” Rico warned with a grin, pulling Khione into a sudden hug. “Stay safe. Both of you.”

“We'll try.” Khione promised, not quite returning the hug, as though she wasn’t sure how. Once she was released, she patted his shoulder, stepping over to Raymond.

Raymond waved goodbye one last time before heading out of the door, his face showing no emotion despite how surprised he was.
"You said it was bad, but…..God…" he trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Huh?” Khione tilted her head in confusion, before blinking in understanding. “The apartment? It ain’t….great, but it ain’t the worst, Ray. Livin’ On the streets is a helluva lot worse than a run down apartment.”

"Let's just get back to my house," he said, anxious to get a move on. He'd left this place 2 years ago and hadn't planned on coming back for a reason.

“Rico’s right. You’re still impatient as ever.” She muttered, leading the way down the hall and stairs, taking the latter definitely too many at a time for her short legs, but with minimal effort.

"I can't help it," he said with a huff as they walked out into the cold night. Raymond was distracted by his breath crystallizing in the air in front of him, but returned to his task. "I can take you clothes shopping after you get interviewed if you really are gonna live with me."

“Is there somethin’ wrong with my own clothes, Raymond?” Khione asked, stopping to cross her arms and look at him. Brow arched and face unimpressed, even her short stature couldn’t take away from how imposing she could look when she wanted to.

"N-no…that's not what I was saying," he said, eyes going wide. "I…it didn't seem like enough clothes to last for more than a week…."
He didn't like getting looked at like that, so he stared down at this feet again

She rolled her eyes, uncrossing her arms and patting his arm as she passed him. “That’s what a washing machine is for. If it makes ya feel better though, we can go grab a couple more things. I don’t think I grabbed socks.”

"How do you forget socks?" he asked when they reached his car, pulling his keys from his pockets. "Seems like the most essential clothing after underwear."

“Pants.” She challenged, waiting for him to unlock the car before sliding in. “You can wear sockless shoes.”