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You Wanna Go, Girly? [Alex, Ceal]
Fri Dec 22, 2017 9:27 pm
Alex
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Some people didn't quite seem to understand it, but Alex Vaugrenard knew all too well one of the most absolute joys in life was a good donut. Plebs just didn't quite get it, and he'd heard of some people having the fuckin' audacity to say that other pastries n' shit were better, but they were wrong and that was just a fact. Good sweets in general were basically the best thing on the planet, but donuts? Psh, forget about it. A well-made donut was better than most sex. Not all sex, some chicks knew what they were doing really well, but most sex.
It was for this reason, and quite literally not a single other one, that Alex had taken his ass all the way to France from the US of A for a killer donut. He'd been there before, he knew the deal with these guys and their pastries. Frankly, he'd be willing to spend a good amount of time just walking here if he had to, but luckily he'd managed to hitch a ride on a ship across the pond, then hop a train straight to civilization. These guys might have had a bad history of surrendering, but they also had a pretty good track record of sick uprisings and resistances, so Alex really had some respect for 'em.
That, of course, was only prelude. After quite literally weeks of travel, and a whole lot of walking, the scarlet-haired wanderer had found himself within a bakery that he considered suitable. Seemed like a cool little joint, lotta tables outside and stuff, maybe he'd take a seat at one of 'em once he was done. First things first, though, he needed to actually get the goods he'd come here for, and he sauntered his way up to the counter, hands in pockets, and ordered without even looking.
“Yo, gimme a dozen donuts, in a bag, not a box, those boxes are just all sorts of a hassle to handle, you feel me? Anyway, just hit me with six of 'em glazed, 3 with some chocolate shit, I don't care about the specifics, and uh...I dunno, surprise me with the last three, long as they're actually good flavors.”
It was a pretty good day for Alex, all things considered, and he was glad to just get a nice day to chill out, eat some good food, watch the sky or whatever the hell it was people did when they just totally relaxed. Maybe he'd try to find some fine French chick, they had those accents and Alex had to admit they were pretty killer. Couldn't be too hard, and he was pretty sure his last name was French too, so that had to be basically a free conversation starter right there. Grabbing his bag of donuts and heading for the door, Alex stretched out, his stride confident and his mood quite high.
Yeah, this was gonna be a good day, no way in hell was anyone getting in the way of this.
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