Luke's Diner; Wednesday [ 02/13 ]

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A.J. was feeling a whole lot of stress. Stress over his project for class. Stress over the upcoming Valentine's Day. Stress over the whole things with Annette. Stress, stress, stress. It sucked. So A.J. was sulking. A lot. At least he knew that he could do sulking well.

Today's special looked like just a continuing spiral of overlapping and slightly chaotic colors.

Luke's is open.

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Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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He'll try not to sulk if he's actually dealing with anyone. He's a private sulker.

Most of the time.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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Having taken a walk into town, River stopped by the diner when she saw A.J. through the window. She hadn't spoken to him in a while, and as it was anyway lunchtime she could buy some fries and ice cream.

Although his mood was clear enough to River as she entered, she smiled at A.J.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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A.J. attempted a weak smile back to River as she came in. "Hey, stranger," he greeted her, draping the cloth he was using to wipe some of the napkin holders off ceremoniously over his shoulder. "How've you been?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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"Better and worse," River replied, tilting her head to watch him. "Now I'm hungry."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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A.J.'s shoulders drooped at her answer, a sulk quickly settling back in. "Yeah," he muttered. "I feel you there. Er, on the first part. Not so much for the hungry, but, good news. You came to the right place. We have food here." He nodded, as if, somewhere behind his rather dull facade at the moment, this was truly, somehow, great and fantastic news. It was just buried under all the stress.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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"Fries and ice cream," River ordered, then smiled at A.J. again. "Talk or forget?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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"That's a healthy, well-rounded lunch for a growing girl such as yourself," A.J. commented, with a light grin and a shake of his head as he wrote down the french fry part to pass along to the kitchen. The ice cream part he could get himself. "Any particular kind? And..." He sighed, making a face, before shaking his head. "I don't know. At the moment, I think I'm just kind of in the forget stage."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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"Vanilla." River nodded at A.J.'s reply, but couldn't help adding with a smirk: "Dissatisfaction with the current state is leaking all over the room."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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"Sorrrrrrrry," A.J. whimpered a little, but there was a little bit of laughing to go along with it. "It's just such a crappy situation, I really can't help it." River's seeming sympathy for it, though, was nice, and he sighed, as he went to scoop her ice cream. "I don't know, trying not to think about it, especially when I've got other things to think about. More immediate things. Like, y'know. Tomorrow. Did ya know Beauty and me and, like, official now? So now I really have to try to think of something good..."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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River nodded. She had guessed. "Considering which options?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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"Um, well, actually, uhh...." A.J. shifted, hands diving into his pockets awkwardly the moment they were free of ice cream and french fries for River. "I, uh, don't really know. We'll....probably go to the dance. She likes dances and stuff. I think? She seems to, but it's totally okay if she doesn't want to, it's just that I don't really know what else to do if we don't, except, um, err, maybe...."

Yeah, River would probably easily be able to figure out what A.J. was thinking since the word 'dance.' Not that A.J. realized it, which left him suddenly stopping his staggering explanation and try a seemingly different approach.

"Actually, it's really good you, uh, came by, River. Lemme ask you something. Uhhh, you and, uhh, you Adah. You guys still...y...y'know?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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River tilted her head to the other side. That question wasn't always easy to answer, but today at least she felt it could be answered affirmatively. She nodded. Then a wide grin appeared on her face, in response to A.J.'s thoughts. She nodded again, this time encouragingly.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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Anemone was bored and hungry after class, and out of cooking supplies, so she went looking for diversion. Namely? A.J.

"Feed me, Seymore," she proclaimed, skipping up to the counter. "Feeeeeeeeeeed meeeeeeeee."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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There was a small grin to break through the sulking at a visit. "Sorry," he told her. "No Seymores here, but you might get lucky and find something passable as food. What'cha hungry for, Anemone?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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"Milkshake and cheesy fries?" she asked, a hopeful glint in her eyes. "People keep telling me that they don't count as a meal, but I beg to differ."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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"That seems to be in line with the other orders I've had today," A.J. said with a nod, "so I think you're good. Any particular flavor, or you going with the 'Surprise me!' option, which will either land you with something good, or it'll land you with something like snailguts?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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"Even snailguts might taste good if you cover them in enough cheese," she said tranquilly. "I'll go for the surprise option. I happen to know the milkshake-boy, and I trust his muse."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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That brought a slight groan out of A.J. as he got to work on the milkshake in question. "You good friends with his muse, then?" he asked Anemone. "Good, 'cause maybe you could go talk to her and tell her to get the hell back to work because she's not even talking to me these days, it seems."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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Anemone glanced over at the specials board. "Looks like she at least poked at you this morning, even if she didn't stick around to chat. Why? Stalled on a project?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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A.J. followed her eyes. "Yeah, 'cause spirals are real hard. Come on. Stalled on a project is just one thing. Stalled on several things. It's so lame."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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"Probably just winter blahs or whatever, this weather sucks. I can't even see the sky," she complained. "Between the constant clouds and classes sucking out my brain, I'm surprised I haven't gone completely batty. Ding dong, no Anemone home."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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"I'm sure the healthy diet that you're keeping," A.J. remarked with a slight smirk that he couldn't help; it was nice to talk about something entirely different than what he'd be bothered with lately, after all, "is the key. Definitely."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 02/13

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"Great, I'll make sure everyone knows that your treats are not what causes my impending sanity break." She said sweetly, fluttering her eyelashes in an amusing parody of flirting. "Gimmie!"

Mod your Service -- 02/13

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Because you can!

OOC -- 02/13

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Yay job interview. *flails around stressfully until then*