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maskormenacelogs2017-08-15 07:03 pm
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WHO: Yuri Plisetsky, Yuuri Katsuki, Otabek Altin
WHERE: Heropa 17; Otabek's apartment
WHEN: August, before the Swear Out
WHAT: Time for some important talks and bonding
WARNINGS: Discussion of murderers and related unpleasantries
Yuuri
[It's late in the morning after Yusuke's late night visit—the one that Yuri is praying was very stealthy and unnoticed, but likely was not. He hadn't gotten much sleep the night before. It'd been too hard to sleep soundly even with the warm comfort of Yusuke at his side, and so he's wound up sleeping in (fitfully, of course), until almost noon—long after his boyfriend snuck back out the window and to his own unit.
When Yuri finally ventures downstairs he makes a beeline for the coffee pot, rubbing the lingering sleep from his eyes. This isn't actually out of the ordinary. He relies on coffee more and more these days and usually starts his day with couple of cups of the stuff. He grumbles to himself while he sets a new pot up to brew and opens the fridge to frown at the contents while he waits for it to finish. A few beats pass, and he calls out to whoever happens to be in the living room when he can't find what he wants.]
Oi! Are we out of cream?
Otabek
[It's a different day, but still late in the morning. Yuri had breakfast and his morning chores and training regimen to complete before he made the trip across town to Otabek's apartment. He's not entirely sure what the other boy wants to talk about. In fact, he's a little nervous about it since it was apparently too important to chat about over a text. But, he thinks to himself, maybe it's a surprise date? Yuri was still learning and getting used to all of Otabek's quirks and tendencies, but he thought it sounded like something he might do. Maybe.
At the very least he's sure it can't be anything too bad. There wasn't any reason to think it might be, so he swallows down his nerves and tries to look as relaxed as he can when he rings Otabek's doorbell.]
WHERE: Heropa 17; Otabek's apartment
WHEN: August, before the Swear Out
WHAT: Time for some important talks and bonding
WARNINGS: Discussion of murderers and related unpleasantries
Yuuri
[It's late in the morning after Yusuke's late night visit—the one that Yuri is praying was very stealthy and unnoticed, but likely was not. He hadn't gotten much sleep the night before. It'd been too hard to sleep soundly even with the warm comfort of Yusuke at his side, and so he's wound up sleeping in (fitfully, of course), until almost noon—long after his boyfriend snuck back out the window and to his own unit.
When Yuri finally ventures downstairs he makes a beeline for the coffee pot, rubbing the lingering sleep from his eyes. This isn't actually out of the ordinary. He relies on coffee more and more these days and usually starts his day with couple of cups of the stuff. He grumbles to himself while he sets a new pot up to brew and opens the fridge to frown at the contents while he waits for it to finish. A few beats pass, and he calls out to whoever happens to be in the living room when he can't find what he wants.]
Oi! Are we out of cream?
Otabek
[It's a different day, but still late in the morning. Yuri had breakfast and his morning chores and training regimen to complete before he made the trip across town to Otabek's apartment. He's not entirely sure what the other boy wants to talk about. In fact, he's a little nervous about it since it was apparently too important to chat about over a text. But, he thinks to himself, maybe it's a surprise date? Yuri was still learning and getting used to all of Otabek's quirks and tendencies, but he thought it sounded like something he might do. Maybe.
At the very least he's sure it can't be anything too bad. There wasn't any reason to think it might be, so he swallows down his nerves and tries to look as relaxed as he can when he rings Otabek's doorbell.]
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Maybe you'll even be lucky enough to have a couple of favorites to pick between.
[Or just take home more than one. Either option sounded good to him.]