Location: The streets of ScurvyTown
Time of Day: Late morning
Week # / Day #: Week 1 / Day 1
Warnings: UST, shounen-ai liek whoa
[ooc: From here.]
Endrance felt better as soon as he stepped out into fresh air. There was something positively sinister...if not merely stomach-turning about Death Grunty's Barbecue. If he ate, he would certainly never eat there now.
Endrance might have lost Haseo for good in the twists and turns of the city streets but for the angry stomping he was doing on his hasty exit. He was moving quickly, but Endrance was faster--and his long legs gave him a distinct advantage.
The trouble was, as he began to catch up with his fiance, Endrance was no longer certain what he was going to say. He did not understand what had made Haseo so angry, but then Endrance had missed a bit right there at the end when he'd felt ill. Perhaps the grunty had said something to insult Haseo? Or perhaps it had something to do with the angry glare Haseo had been shooting him earlier. Endrance could not be sure.
What he was sure of was that he wanted to say something to Haseo before they parted. And so, before he gained too much distance on the younger boy, Endrance called out to him. He realised just before he formed the word that he had been about to call him "'seo," which was the childhood nickname Endrance had given him back when they had been friends. Catching himself just in time, Endrance changed the word, jumping off the initial consonant, to a less-familiar form of address.
"Skeith." He stopped where he was, hoping Haseo would, too, once he heard his name. If not, Endrance could easily catch him up again.