[OPEN] her lemonade brings all the boys to the yard

[nekked]

WHO: Ryuuko Matoi & Youuuuu
WHERE: City of Cape Canaveral
WHEN: Midday
WHAT: Lemonade stand on the beach.
WARNINGS: nothing yet but it's Ryuuko so anything goes tbh.



[Summer's here, and we all know what that means...

it's really freakin hot.

lucky for all you super sweaty, hella thirsty, overheated people, Ryuuko holds the key to your salvation!! via an ice cold glass of lemonade. +1 lemonade stand located on the beach for your convenience. the only refreshment stand for miles a good distance. 20 ounces of freshly home made lemonade is just five dollars away. so go ahead. fork it over. you know you have no choice wanna. or die of dehydration. :) ]

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[lyingheart]

[ Why had it seemed like a good idea to do a beach day...

Annie ponders these deep, meaningless questions as she walks barefoot back up the beach, pants rolled up to mid-calf, hoodie still there in all it's inglorious "girl that's too hot to be wearing" pervasive persistence. She pauses as she sees this strange market stall set up literally nowhere near a market.

There's a sign. Annie walks closer, squinting, a hand up to provide some shade for her eyes. Lemonade... (what's that, other than the obvious)... for five dollars?

Annie blinks. Considers. Shakes her head, and makes to walk on. Five dollars? She can get at least two bottles of water for that. It's not like she's been partially dehydrated on long walks before, she'll pace herself and pay attention to not pass out like. Half a mile down the beach!

But das rude, Annie, das rude, staring and then walking on by. ]

SORRY THIS IS LATE life smacked me in the face

[nekked]

[well tbh if you don't buy this lemonade it's your loss. look at you, sweating under all those stifling clothes. you know you could most definitely go for an ice cold glass of juicy lemon goodness.

Ryuuko's reclined in her chair with her feet propped up on the table, arms cushioned behind her head as her sunhat shields her face.]

It's a looong walk to the market, y'know.

[YOU'LL NEVER MAKE IT THERE ALIVE WITHOUT THIS LEMONADE]

hahah you're fine!

[lyingheart]

[ Annie glances back to Ryuuko.

To the lemonade.

To the young woman. ]

Is that a sales pitch?

[ ... because that's a really shitty one in her opinion. ]

[nekked]

I'm just lookin' out for yah, that's all.

[lies she's only looking out for herself.]

Wouldn't want you dying of thirst or anything like that....

[lyingheart]

[ why does this seem difficult to believe? annie rests a hand on her hip. ]

Doubtful. Five US dollars is a high price for charity work.

[altercate]

[ derek doesn't have much routine here. he's got a lot of time since he was fired, and he hasn't found another job yet. what he does do is take the bus down to the beach, and go running. it's hot, thick heat that derek feels sticking to his skin, but it's better than endlessly walking from store to store to store, trying to find someone to hire him. running is simpler, is a good distraction.

he doesn't have a water bottle, isn't particularly looking for refreshments, but he draws up beside the lemonade stand to look, amused. derek's never seen anyone actually set up a lemonade stand. ]

Five dollars?

[ not that derek's looking to buy, but he knows that hovering in front of the stand without some sort of comment just looks weird. ]

SORRY FOR THE SLOW

[nekked]

That's right.

[a shameless reply. she is wholly confident in this get rich quick scheme ok, and to get rich quick you gotta charge big bucks. she's got a creepy nerd boy breathing down her neck for money and she wants out of this horribly awkward situation as fast as possible.]

NEVER APOLOGIZE BEEB.

[altercate]

[ she might have better luck getting derek to loom over said creepy nerd boy than getting him to pay five dollars for lemonade. but that's neither here nor there. ]

You don't think that's a little steep for a lemonade stand?

[ derek might be the only person in the world haggling over the price of lemonade at a lemonade stand. he doesn't even look mildly ashamed about it. ]

[nekked]

[wow she doesn't need to hire someone to loom, she has a 7 foot monster boy at home for that type of thing.]

Tch. Are you saying you're so cheap you can't spare five whole dollars on something?

[thats like less than an hour of labor on minimum wage... which you don't get when you're fired.]

[altercate]

Something, yes. One glass of lemonade? Probably not.

[ though derek's on a budget, so he might not be tossing five dollars around regardless. unemployment, man. ]

wow you had to use that gif didnt you

[ironbuttmonkey]

[Sanageyama loves the beach, especially on days with good weather like this.

Granted you could argue that's pretty much every day here, but it's not like anyone can question his internal monologue. It's not the heat or thirst that draws him to the lemonade stand, it's that familiar hairstyle with the red streak in the distance. Is that her??

So he approaches and quickly realizes, yes, it is her.

And as he stops just in front of the stand, looking it over, he gives her a look of disbelief.]

Five dollars for lemonade? Are you out of your mind?

that gif was made for me so yeah i used it

[nekked]

[oh great look who it is. the absolute last person she wanted to run into.]

Lemons aren't cheap, y'know.

[crossing her arms. what is up with everyone questioning the price tag JFC. just buy it and drink it and move on with your life.]

rude

[ironbuttmonkey]

They could buy it elsewhere for less, that's the problem here.

[Honestly Ryuko, it's almost like you didn't HAVE A childhood or someth-oh.........]

You have no business sense.

bite me

[nekked]

So basically you can't afford it.

[ironbuttmonkey]

Of course I can, don't be stupid.

[He crosses his arms, letting out an irritated huff.]

Honestly, you can't even take a little advice? I don't know how anyone puts up with that attitude.