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Entry tags:
TEN
Fandom: RP (Trustfell round 3), I'm not listing all of these
Character(s): Aligula, Inigo, with mentions of Ferid and Ginti
Pairing(s): Aligula/Ginti kinda
Word Count: 388
Summary: Dating is so difficult when you're just looking for the perfect guy.
Notes: For Bella!! Aligula can never catch a break.
“You’re never going to find your perfect guy if you don’t lower your standards.” Ferid had said what stupid, arrogant smirk that always made her want to throw something at his face. He’d dodged the pillow with a laugh, like he always does.
He’s not right though, Aligula refuses to consider that possibility. “He settled,” She seethes into her drink. Ferid’s objectively a solid ten (and that is not at all a biased opinion) and he should be dating someone at least an eight (if they have a personality that adds points, anyway). Instead he’s picked a two and just thinking about it makes Aligula want to tear her hair out. “Ugh! What a stupid, dumb-dumb meanieface! Acting like he’s better than me just ‘cause he has a stupid boyfriend!”
“You do know you can fix that anytime,” Inigo remarks off-handedly, winking charmingly at her. If she didn’t like her drink so much, she’d consider throwing it at him. Not because she hates his advances or anything, but because it would probably be funny to watch him flail at another rejection.
Instead she sighs dramatically and props her chin on her hand. “Nuh-uh. You’re cute, but not that cute.”
“Ouch.” Inigo winces, but he doesn’t look too bothered.
“Besides,” Aligula draws the word out with a huff, “I’ve already told you about my dream guy! He’s super tall and super handsome and he’s a total hunk of a bad boy with a troubled, dark past...”
“And he’s a ten.” Inigo finishes for her, just as he’s heard every other time before. “Red hair and exotic eyes as well, right?”
Aligula tips her head as she thinks about it. She’s certainly dreamed of such a charming individual before, but she can’t remember if she ever told Inigo just what her dreamboat looks like. “I guess, maybe.” She says instead and tips the rest of her drink back.
As Inigo takes that as his cue to start talking about his latest pursuit, Aligula glances toward the bar. She half expects to see her perfect dream guy there, and only feels a familiar sting of disappointment when he’s not.
Character(s): Aligula, Inigo, with mentions of Ferid and Ginti
Pairing(s): Aligula/Ginti kinda
Word Count: 388
Summary: Dating is so difficult when you're just looking for the perfect guy.
Notes: For Bella!! Aligula can never catch a break.
“You’re never going to find your perfect guy if you don’t lower your standards.” Ferid had said what stupid, arrogant smirk that always made her want to throw something at his face. He’d dodged the pillow with a laugh, like he always does.
He’s not right though, Aligula refuses to consider that possibility. “He settled,” She seethes into her drink. Ferid’s objectively a solid ten (and that is not at all a biased opinion) and he should be dating someone at least an eight (if they have a personality that adds points, anyway). Instead he’s picked a two and just thinking about it makes Aligula want to tear her hair out. “Ugh! What a stupid, dumb-dumb meanieface! Acting like he’s better than me just ‘cause he has a stupid boyfriend!”
“You do know you can fix that anytime,” Inigo remarks off-handedly, winking charmingly at her. If she didn’t like her drink so much, she’d consider throwing it at him. Not because she hates his advances or anything, but because it would probably be funny to watch him flail at another rejection.
Instead she sighs dramatically and props her chin on her hand. “Nuh-uh. You’re cute, but not that cute.”
“Ouch.” Inigo winces, but he doesn’t look too bothered.
“Besides,” Aligula draws the word out with a huff, “I’ve already told you about my dream guy! He’s super tall and super handsome and he’s a total hunk of a bad boy with a troubled, dark past...”
“And he’s a ten.” Inigo finishes for her, just as he’s heard every other time before. “Red hair and exotic eyes as well, right?”
Aligula tips her head as she thinks about it. She’s certainly dreamed of such a charming individual before, but she can’t remember if she ever told Inigo just what her dreamboat looks like. “I guess, maybe.” She says instead and tips the rest of her drink back.
As Inigo takes that as his cue to start talking about his latest pursuit, Aligula glances toward the bar. She half expects to see her perfect dream guy there, and only feels a familiar sting of disappointment when he’s not.