The Perk; Thursday Afternoon [11/18].

[sword_chocobro]

It was Thursday, Gladio had just rolled in via portal from Insomnia with Ignis, and while his compatriot was off to stress out about his cooking class, Gladio was heading over to the Perk for ridiculous caffeinated beverages and his usual light reading. Look. It had just sort of become a thing by now, to the point where he actually looked forward to it, even when things seemed a little more quiet when he came in this week than they had in the previous weeks.

No matter. That just meant he could get his two incredibly large lattes and his book to a good table and actually start digging into them a little before getting distracted with the inevitable conversations and general people watching.

And you know what? He was going to throw a muffin into the whole mix, too. Why not? You had to enjoy the little things in life, right?


[[ i clearly have the day off and intend to use it well! Although I may disappear for a chunk of a few hours to, like, feed myself and stuff. But this post is absolutely open for all your perkly needs! ]]

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[notagoose]

Goose still hadn’t slept and so decided that clearly coffee was the answer to that and decided after a while to head to the Perk for a while, “good afternoon,” he nodded in Gladio’s direction, having seen him around the Perk he hadn’t figured out they’d met last weekend …or he may not have been in such a hurry to get coffee.

He was extremely sleep deprived by this point, he was just blaming it on that.

[sword_chocobro]

Gladio could feel this guy's need for coffee so strongly that he almost considering offering up one of his two lattes just to help him get there faster, and, actually, he still might, but, for now, he was just nodding back in greeting and notching a little hand in the air in a sort of half-wave, half-salute.

"Afternoon," he said. "How's it treating you so far?"

He...could maybe guess!

[notagoose]

Goose got a large strong black coffee, “it’s been interesting,” he sighed, “my younger self took advantage of the whole no parental situation and took it as a challenge to have as much caffeine and sugar as possible,”

He glanced down at his cup, “I’m definitely paying for that now,” he remarked, finally sitting down at a nearby table before he fell down in the middle of the Perk.

[sword_chocobro]

"And feeding it," Gladio noted with a faint snort, "with more caffeine, at that. Hopefully less sugar, though? That's got to be hard to bounce back from."

Was he saying this with a little bit of pride for the fact that his younger self had been raised with an unbending sense of self-discipline rooted in a grand destiny that he would rather die than fail at?

Maybe a little.

[notagoose]

“It’s got to wear off at some point, I hope, it normally wears off by now,” Goose sighed, “definitely less sugar I think I’ve had enough for several lifetimes,” until the next time he turned into a kid and repeated the same cycle because child Goose didn’t have to deal with the after effects.

[sword_chocobro]

"Well," Gladio said, lifting his drink in a toast, "good luck with that. Though now I'm not sure if I should go ahead and introduce myself, since I don't think we've met before, or if I should just stay quiet in hopes that you manage to nod off in the quiet."

[notagoose]

"Thanks," Goose said with a tired smile, "well I do have cooking class later this," he said, even though Ignis probably most definitely would have preferred a week off where Goose didn't try and blow up the oven or burn the Community Centre down, "I'd say I'll probably still be up for a while but um .. I'm Shane. Shane Gooseman, Most people call me Goose," he offered anyway.

[sword_chocobro]

At the mention of the cooking ass, Gladio's face split into a grin. "So you're one of Specs' students!" he noted, sounding as if it was an honor to meet such a prestigious person. Because even though Ignis was not the type to gossip or drop names (unless it was useful, anyway), he did drink with the poor guy afterwards pretty consistently, so Gladio could discern quite a lot from that! "Good to meet you, Goose." He offered out a hand. "Gladiolus Amicitia. Most people call me Gladio."

[notagoose]

"Same here Gladio," he said as he shook the offered hand and he wasn't sure what to make of the fact that Gladio seemed to know him based on cooking class, "oh," he said a bit sheepishly, "uh...I've so far managed to not burn down the community centre?" considering it was Goose, that was a bit of an achievement.