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Post by ARIELLA YEUNJA CHO on Mar 5, 2013 1:12:08 GMT -5
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tags: vincent words: 350+ notes: don't ask me what's going on. | there was only one reason ariella could come up with for finding a reason to actually text vincent besides asking for help and that was to make things up to him. in her mind she owed him and it was only fair for her to pay him back. he had given up his night to carry her all the way from the park to her dorm room without any hesitation. he made no excuses, although she was certain that he had plenty that he could use, and he just helped. she couldn't think of very much she had to offer, at least in regards to something that wouldn't get his hopes or ego too inflated. that left her with few options but she thought that ice cream could be fun. nothing like a treat for a good deed, even though she thought she would mostly be benefitting from the meet up since it was her idea but it was impossible for someone not to like ice cream. it just seemed wrong. after her final class of the day she grabbed her books and put them in her purse before making her way over to the mall. it seemed ironic that they were going to be meeting at the place where she had first met him. this time things would be different only because they weren't on bad terms and she wasn't still so new to this dirge.
ariella had planned on being there first, if only because she felt the need to be prompt and on time. she was the one who had extended the invite after all. as she made her way into the food court she found a table close to the ice cream parlor and sat down, waiting for vincent's arrival. she was going to pay for the ice cream of course, she couldn't let him pay when she owed him. then they would be even. sort of. ice cream didn't exactly make up for everything but she knew what kind of guy he was. he was a skirt chaser, meaning he went after any girl who paid him the time of day. after a while he got bored and left them behind to just wait for him. for a moment she pondered on whether or not he had given up a night with another girl just to rescue her from the park. she hated to think she had misread him because that was one skill she could always depend on. no, he probably just had plans with the guys. nothing to interfere with his ways by coming to her aid.
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Post by vincent yongbae baek on Mar 5, 2013 23:15:50 GMT -5
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It was sort of funny that she asked him to return once more to the mall seeing as how they had a nice little past there. Was this on purpose? Or was it just fate? None of that came into play right now because the fact of the matter was they both knew eventually they'd comeback to this location. Together or not, they were bound to bump into each other here at some point.
As always, there was a definite smile on his face. There didn't have to be a reason behind it but at the moment he was happy with just being called here. Her motifs didn't matter. She asked him to come. It shined even brighter when he noticed her waiting for him. "Yo Ari! What's up? You look lonely waiting on someone?" he joked. It was aimed at his expense - mostly - but he could laugh at himself. He didn't mind thinking about that now it was a funny little memory locked away in the back of his mind now. Nothing more than that. It wasn't like he could hold a grudge anyway. "Were you waiting long?" he asked with his hands stuffed down in his pockets.
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Post by ARIELLA YEUNJA CHO on Mar 7, 2013 1:22:39 GMT -5
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tags: vincent words: 350+ notes: make it up as we go. | instead of letting herself worry that she was wrong, which she wasn't, her thoughts instead focused on the ice cream she would be getting. apparently the parlor had anything and everything a person could possibly want. with so many people dead they would have to appeal to everyone's taste buds somehow considering no one seemed to be from just one place. if they didn't think like that there was no way they could possibly survive. something chocolate-y sounded good with plenty of other sweet toppings. maybe she could get cookie dough mixed in or something like that. now that sounded good. her thoughts were interrupted as she heard vincent's voice and saw that he had his usual smile plastered right into place. "who said i'm alone at all?" she questioned in response to the teasing. yes this was a repeat of the past but it didn't mean it would all be the same nor did it mean she cared for the teasing. it seemed she was still just as alone as she had been when she had first arrived and having vincent around now only seemed to prove helpful in the case of a mishap that would never happen again. "not at all." she replied as she stood up with her purse in hand, "i've only been here for a few minutes top."
time didn't seem to be that important considering vincent hadn't made her wait very long and it gave her a chance to figure out exactly what she wanted to order. "now then, back to business. i'm told this ice cream parlor is the best there is and you can get anything and everything you want." she started as she walked over to the parlor's counter, "you can get whatever you like and it's my treat." for some reasons he smiled, although she didn't know why she could only assume it was out of habit. who else would you treat to food except for friends and possibly family. those were people you cared about and were inherently nice to. vincent was not even close to that point just yet but he hadn't done anything too terrible since their first encounter.
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Post by vincent yongbae baek on Mar 9, 2013 23:03:48 GMT -5
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This place. She was right when she said it had just about everything you could ask for when it came to ice cream. They even had a few obscure flavors - which was good. Vince could go for some plum ice cream right about now. That was probably his favorite flavor for just about everything. "That's really nice of you. You've gotten me in an ice cream sort of mood." He was still curious as to what she thought of him. Was anything he was doing working? No. He couldn't worry about that too much. Instead he'd wait to see how things would play out. If she thought of him any differently than before there was still a possibility of him working his way into her.
In the mean time, it didn't hurt to make some small talk. They didn't have to stay on the topic of ice cream and school all the time. That would of made things incredibly boring and that wasn't his style. Vince liked to do things big so subtlety wasn't his best area. "On a side note, Ariella have you heard the rumors that have been spreading around lately?" Something suspenseful like vague rumors were ear catchers and certainly got things started. No matter who you were you were interested in the things that were going on around you. "Apparently there is something crazy going down downtown tonight."
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Post by ARIELLA YEUNJA CHO on Mar 10, 2013 3:15:35 GMT -5
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tags: vincent words: 350+ notes: for a second i thought you were going to bring up gg. | "it's the least i could do." she admitted, "it wouldn't work out very well if you weren't in the mood for ice cream, but it would be surprising if you weren't. if you didn't like ice cream i'd be suspicious." ariella laughed a bit at the thought. she was always interested in food and trying new things, but sweets were her downfall above all else. ice cream counted as a sweet treat so she could eat it at any given moment, even in the middle of winter! even though winter in l.a. wasn't exactly freezing it could get pretty cold when the wind picked up. her friends would thinks he was crazy when she would eat ice cream while the rest of them stuck to coffee or another hot beverage. that didn't mean she went out of her way to always get ice cream but sometimes it just worked out that she could have ice cream at the time. at his mention of rumors she was curious as to what he meant. was there some rumor going around that she should have been aware of, meaning it dealt with her or did he think that she would care to talk about rumors? either way there was only one way to find out.
rumors were usually the result of gossip and that wasn't even close to what she enjoyed spending her time listening to or partaking in. besides that she couldn't hear much of anything when she barely talked to a few other students at school. their discussions were usually about classes, nothing more. "to be honest i don't hear much of anything." she started, "what crazy thing is supposed to be going on downtown tonight?" what could possibly be going on that would have to be a rumor? if it was supposed to be big it should have been something more like a party that everyone knew about so that it would be enjoyable. "have an idea of what you want to order?" she questioned him before looking at the counter and ringing the small silver bell. apparently the employee was in the back getting more ice cream or taking a break. even if vincent wasn't ready she could at least have her ice cream order in to be made.
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Post by vincent yongbae baek on Apr 8, 2013 22:45:37 GMT -5
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Then again, there was always the possibility of it being some sort of crackdown or gang war. That would have been tragic and Vince was hoping and praying that wasn't the case. His mind snapped away from his thoughts and back onto the ice cream. Vince was one of those guys everyone expected to do it big. All the time. So she probably expected him to order some big scoop of strawberry vanilla with chunks of cereal or candy. Nope. Er well she wouldn't have been too far off. He was dying for plum flavored ice cream. Plum had to be his favorite and he couldn't really think of anything that'd taste good with it. It was one of those flavors that was fine on it's own. "I think I'm just gonna go with plum. I haven't had it in a awhile and it's crazy good. What're you gonna order? Bet it's gonna be something fruity, right?"
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Post by ARIELLA YEUNJA CHO on Apr 12, 2013 20:48:39 GMT -5
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tags: vincent words: 350+ notes: i don't even know what's going on. | ariella's eyebrows furrowed a bit in confusion at what vincent just said. why would he question her about knowing what was going on and even when she clearly stated she had no idea what he was talking about go on to say that he knew nothing either? perhaps it was some sort of test to see what she knew or even just a fleeting thought. that had to be it. "how do you know nothing about it yet you know it's going to be fun?" she questioned, "unless there's something you're not telling me along with not knowing anything." there was nothing she could think of that would be going on, but then again her only thoughts recently were about school and what was going on with her classes. that didn't mean that she never thought about having fun, she just had other priorities as of late. "plum?" she questioned, a little surprised by his choice. in all honesty she didn't know what to expect when it came to his order but she had never had plum ice cream. she usually stuck with something sweet and something familiar. trying new things was fun, but not when she was in a mood for something she was used to.
"not fruity at all." she grinned, "it's going to be so sweet and more sugary than anything else." right after she said that the employee appeared with some new cartons of ice cream. she had been right about getting more ice cream, although if he had been taking a break that meant he was trying to look like he was actually doing something in the back room. "hi." she said politely, "can we get an order of plum ice cream and then an order of chocolate ice cream with bits of cookie dough mixed in." the employee nodded as they put away the new ice cream and started to get the bowls and scooper together to get the order made. "like i said, something sugary and sweet." she said as she looked at vincent, "and it's just plum right? i mean, if you want something mixed in that's just fine, but i can't say i can think of anything that would be good with plum."
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