[Closed] Oh You Captured My Attention

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Who: Grit and Smoker
Where: Violet City
When: Wednesday Sept. 19th; 6 PM
Summary: Supposedly a date. SUPPOSEDLY.
Rating: PG-13 for Smoker's goddamn mouth.
Log:

No, not even Grit was expecting this... and he had been the one to ask!

Here he was, standing outside of the Pokemon Center in Violet City waiting for Smoker (appropriate name really). They had met once before so it was easy to spot who he was suppose to be looking for. In waiting, he quickly lit up one of his cigarettes (still a bit too cheap to buy cigars). Sighing lightly as he tossed the match to the ground to stomp it out after he was lit up, he looked around again.

Well, the man was flustered, maybe he wasn't going to show up. Grit pulled out his gear to give another quick look at the time before he sighed lightly. "...'lright. Five more minutes and then I'll go." Which would be a shame if he had to go. But things happened. Oh well, he didn't hold a grudge. Never had, never would.

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[justicereigns]

Nope, Smoker's there, of course. He was going to offer to light the cigarette, but he wasn't quite fast enough, so he's just sticking the lighter back in his pocket. What is he doing anyway? Yeah, he's rustier at this whole "date" thing than he wants to admit.

"Hope I didn't keep you waiting," gruff-toned and mostly casual, Smoker is the same as he always is, jeans, leather jacket, and seriously lacking a shirt. It's like he doesn't even know how they operate or something! Actually that's almost true, he barely zips up even in winter. So really, it's no wonder that he sticks out, even without the twin cigars and being over six and a half feet tall.

"You all good to go?"