*he likes to make trees out of jenga blocks
*he wEARS reading glasses when he's in the zone
*'i-promise-i'm-thinking-about-marrying-you' rings run in the kafe family
*he's a fgty vegetarian
*dust is the antichrist
*think about his low blood pressure for a second
He rolled over, eyes rimmed with dark bags and puffy red lines. "You.." BU he glared-- but was immediately interested, as he wrapped the curtain around his entire body. "You need this..?" uAu he sniffed the curtain-- before sneezing on it D'X !!!
"A-aha... I could go for some coffee right now--" he pointed to the Coffee machine on the break room counter. "If you make me some, I'll give you this-- disgusting curtain." u~u he said simply. "Hey.. aren't you new here? I don't recognize your ugly face." :U
Adrian was glad however, that someone was here.. the poor girl would never escape the man now-- he had a play mate! Coffee might make him less of an asshole though, it was a cheap shot.
"Ahaha!" he laughed at the scarecrow bit, what a cute, brainless little sprinkle Gin was. 6u6 Adrian thought so, anyway.
Adrian looked smug, as Gin pushed him away. "What's the matter?" :U he looked Gin up and down. "Holy shit, are you a man-- or just a really flat chested girl? I honestly can't tell at this point. I mean-- the ass is girly-- but the face is nasty-- and the pig tails just throw me off completely."
Adrian was just being a dick, of course, he knew Gin was in fact a male.
It was clear he was mortifying the boy, so he decided to get things back on track. "Fine-- young lady, let me make things right--" uAu "My name is Adrian Kafe, sprinkles Co-captain." :U "They honestly don't pay me enough." he paused, as if thinking.
"Now-- because I have my hand down Ice Queen's pants, directing her every move-- I'd much appreciate your name pig-tails-- or I'll simply have her fire you." u3u "please." That 'please' sounded VERY insincere.
"Unless you'd like me to keep calling you pig-tails." Which he was probably going to do anyway, regardless.
OKAY @ A @ I WILL START DFKJDFKLGJDFLKGJ ))
Everything was peaceful and quiet at the Creamery-- the stage had needed a few loose ends tied up mechanically, but Jaska had taken immediate care of that and now.. there was nothing to do. It was winter, and no one was inside enjoying icecream.. these were slow days.
High above the ground floor of the Creamery common hall however, was a man walking a very thin line-- between life and death.. er.. well.. life or life with a few broken bones. Adrian was tight rope walking! 6u6 He had some head phones on, as he carefully balanced himself on the thin wire. He didn't use a balancing pole-- just his bare arms. u~u He began to dance-- doing some slow twirls and exercises to warm up to his professional level of skill. However... he seemed distracted by something-- as he opened his eyes, hopped off the rope to a nearby support beam, and proceeded to kick the shit out of the stage lights that Jaska had just replaced not a few days ago.
Seriously? That's no doubt what happened last time! Jaska had come into work one day to find all the lamps busted, laying on the floor.
Adrian continued to smash at them-- until none of them were left, and the ceiling and stage were dim. u3u ! Only then did he seem satisfied.