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Jamie Vargas
Location: Boy's Dorm/Restaurant
Mentions: None
Interactions: Rene Toussaint @SoleStride
Location: Boy's Dorm/Restaurant
Mentions: None
Interactions: Rene Toussaint @SoleStride
The walk was pleasant even though they weren't exactly talking to each other. The silence was nice and it left him alone with his thoughts.
Jamie entered the restaurant, looking nervously around. Ren seemed too comfortable in the fancier establishment. He was used to fast food places and on special occasions, sushi. He more often then not cooked at home or recieved home cooked meals. Unfortunately, his mom was Greek so instead of learning Italian like his last name suggested, he had learned Greek as a child. He couldn't work there at all.
After they were seated, Jamie looked at the menu and he couldn't understand it. "Ren, I don't know Italian. Contrary to the last name, I only know Greek. I am Greek-Italian." He wasn't going to mention why he didn't know Italian, unless Ren asked him directly. He looked again at the menu, almost hiding behind it. He could read the prices, and that almost made him gasp. He couldn't afford anything at this restaurant.
"Ren." Now he was whispering to his friend, while looking anxious. "I...I can't afford anything in here. I don't have enough money." His cheeks colored this time with embarrassment at the admission. He would have to leave before it became too awkward. He had to go now before the waiter came over there. Some people were looking at the pair, but it looked more like they were on a date rather then anything weird.
(Ok so the posts without colors are ones I typed on my phone. Like this one.)
Jamie entered the restaurant, looking nervously around. Ren seemed too comfortable in the fancier establishment. He was used to fast food places and on special occasions, sushi. He more often then not cooked at home or recieved home cooked meals. Unfortunately, his mom was Greek so instead of learning Italian like his last name suggested, he had learned Greek as a child. He couldn't work there at all.
After they were seated, Jamie looked at the menu and he couldn't understand it. "Ren, I don't know Italian. Contrary to the last name, I only know Greek. I am Greek-Italian." He wasn't going to mention why he didn't know Italian, unless Ren asked him directly. He looked again at the menu, almost hiding behind it. He could read the prices, and that almost made him gasp. He couldn't afford anything at this restaurant.
"Ren." Now he was whispering to his friend, while looking anxious. "I...I can't afford anything in here. I don't have enough money." His cheeks colored this time with embarrassment at the admission. He would have to leave before it became too awkward. He had to go now before the waiter came over there. Some people were looking at the pair, but it looked more like they were on a date rather then anything weird.
(Ok so the posts without colors are ones I typed on my phone. Like this one.)