Blah, Blah, Blah, Something About Shelter From the Storm (Closed)

[toiletseat_girl]

Who: George Lass, Jo Harvelle, Pellaz Cevarro, Peter Parker
What: Riding out the storm, trying to not get on each other's nerves.
Where: Second Spiral, House 1402
When: The duration of the storm.
Warnings: Swearing, general crankiness, more swearing.



Prompts to come in comments!

Comments

[knifecollecting]

[Oh, that's cute. Jo chuckles and thinks for a moment.]

There are a lot. We'll start with Texas Hold 'Em.

[toiletseat_girl]

[her brows furrow further]

That sounds complicated.

[knifecollecting]

It's not Go Fish. [Jo smirks.]

[toiletseat_girl]

What do we even have to bet with? 'Cause I thought the point of poker was to win money. [skeptical look is skeptical]

[knifecollecting]

You can bet a lot of things. [Jo's smirk shows that she has probably bet a wide variety of things over her life.]

Chores, or cans of food.

[toiletseat_girl]

[yes. yes, it does. George doesn't trust it]

...I am not betting chores.

[knifecollecting]

[That gets a good chuckle out of Jo.]

Fine, we don't have to play for anything.

[toiletseat_girl]

[and now she's pouting]

You don't want me betting chores. You'd be stuck eating sandwiches and salads for a week.

[knifecollecting]

[Jo laughs again. The very idea...]

No, I believe you. I don't want you betting chores.

[toiletseat_girl]

[sandwiches and salads! the horror!]

Told you. Too bad we didn't stock up on candy before all of this, I'd bet candy.

[knifecollecting]

[They're both so boring. If humans were meant to live on salads, they would taste better.]

I really miss being able to go into a gas station and buying whatever candy bar I want.

[toiletseat_girl]

[salads taste just fine]

Yeah, I miss that too. I miss soda, too.

[knifecollecting]

[If you like grass all the time.]

I never thought I'd miss gas stations.

[toiletseat_girl]

[grass garnished with a lot of cheese, eggs, and salad dressing]

Me neither. Or all-night diners, those were nice.

[knifecollecting]

[No amount of cheese can fix it, most of the time.]

Diners are the backbone of America.

[toiletseat_girl]

[it can, too, just add lots of cheese]

I never used to go to 'em much, but a diner was kind of Reaper headquarters. You went to them a lot?

[knifecollecting]

I was on the road a lot. They're the easiest place to get good food.

[toiletseat_girl]

Did you have a certain meal you always got? I had oatmeal and raisins. It's hard to fuck that up.

[knifecollecting]

Eggs, bacon, toast. Sometimes pancakes. [Jo shrugs.]

Those are good anywhere.

[toiletseat_girl]

Never was all that into bacon. But I bet that it's hard to fuck up.

[knifecollecting]

[Jo laughs.]

That's what you'd think. People manage it anyway.