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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 17, 2008 2:06:13 GMT -5
Finally. He was back in good old Chicago, Illinois. After about a hundred fuckin messages being left on his phone by Jacob concerning his return, he knew he had to cut his visit back home short right away. Family problems so to speak. Won't go much more into that bit right now but, he walked into the cafe of the GCW Tower, looking to relax a bit before jumping back into the mix of everything. Hell with the way things had went over the past few weeks he needed it. Only good thing about it all was he got to see one of his oldest and dearest friends. Had been WAY too long since he had spoken to her and caught up on old times. Not like that you pervs.
Slinging the one lonely bag over his shoulder, he proceeded towards the counter of the cafe, already having what he wanted in mind. Fuckin coffee! As strong as humanly possible. Dude was dead tired and wanted to perk up a bit before hooking back up with Jacob which was sure to be eventful. No telling how much he was drinking without Cam around to...
Well...Drink at least half of the beer stash so...Yea...
He stood there waiting for his order to come, glancing around the cafe, seeing the same old faces he did before he left Chicago 2 weeks before. After a few moments he noticed one woman in particular. One he hadn't seen before...At least not here. Though her face DID seem familiar enough. Raising an eyebrow, his head tilted a bit to the side, taking a long gander at her legs before a voice cut his thoughts off...
"And there you are sir. Coffee large."
He quickly shook off the perverted thoughts in his head before turning back to the counter and taking up the cup into his hand. A quick nod in her direction and...
"Yea...Yea thanks..."
Once again turning back towards the direction where this one woman in particular was seated, he switched his bag over to his opposite shoulder, holding the cup in his opposite hand and proceeded in her direction. An inquisitive look remained on his face the entire way over, seemingly drawn to her seated alone across the cafe. He passed by a few of the guys here in GCW seated throughout the establishment, some welcoming him back while others seem to mumble underneath their breaths. Mostly about alcoholics anynonomus or something...Haters...
Finally arriving at the table, the bag over his shoulder effortlessly slid down his arm, almost falling to the floor, barely caught by his hand before so. Motioning his hand to the empty seat across from her he smiled slightly before responding...
"Excuse me...Don't take this as this as a pick up line...Even though it is but ahhh...You look familiar. Have we met before?" |
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 17, 2008 2:18:23 GMT -5
Boston* was throughly enjoying the sweet scent of her coffee as she sat her a table, a simple ritual she did whenever she sat down to finally relax, and enjoy herself after a long day of keeping herself busy. A time to cool down, sit back, and just think of all the possible roads she can take in order to make her life just a tad bit more interesting and maybe a little more simpler, when suddenly someone disrupted her train of thought.
She gave him a look, obviously this was some type of pick-up line, he wouldn't have mentioned it otherwise. Boston quickly let out a sigh, he disrupted her little habit, and as such, it could lead to a road of bad luck for the rest of her day. Hopefully, this wasn't the case. "You see, that's the problem with men these days, they read silly little books, telling them how to hit on women, and just end up making a fool of themselves. You should have at least had the audacity to come up with something just a tad more creative." She rolled her eyes as she took the first sip of her coffee. Of course, it would have tasted better if Cameron didn't disrupt her daily ritual. "But alas, seeing that you have a penis, I doubt you were thinking with you're brain anyways." She giggles at herself, "Anyways, to answer your question, I've never seen you in my life, and I don't plan on getting in bed with you tonight, I'm just not in the mood." She playfully winked, inviting him to sit down as she took another sip of her coffee.
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 17, 2008 2:30:42 GMT -5
Score! Well...At least not yet. She said not tonight. Doesn't mean tomorrow isn't a possibility though right?...Okay I'm wishing here aren't I?
Nodding his head back in her direction with a smile on his face, he lightly tosses his bag into the booth towards the far end of the seat before taking his place across from her. Situating himself he sets his cup of coffee out in front of him on the table, his opposite hand extending towards it to remove the lid from atop of it as he went on...
"Well, at least ya' got a sense of humor. That's a good thing when dealing with an ass like me. "
He takes the cup up into his hands, taking a quick sip from it before his facial expression suggested that perhaps he had rushed into drinking from the cup. Damn near burned his lips off. Trying to maintain his cool demeanor in front of the pretty lady, he smiled slightly, secretly biting down on his lip before responding again...
"Oh and just for reference? I learned all of my pick up lines from my uncle Roy back in Spokane. As much as he drinks, he's bound to come up with something good to say to the pretty ladies...Like yourself. Except for that one time he woke up on our couch with some woman so hairy I think Bigfoot would take pictures of HER...
...But let's make it official anyway I guess...."
Extending his free hand across the table he introduces himself officially...
"Cameron Kincaid. And you are...?"
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 17, 2008 2:41:00 GMT -5
"The Boston Star, I'd give you my 'real' name, but then I would have to creatively annihilate you, and that could create quite the bloody mess." She laughed at her own sense of humor again, she prone to doing this it seemed. "Pretty ladies like myself? If he keeps sneakily hitting on me, I might as well just go to a less-annoying table." She took another sip of coffee, allowing the warmth to go smooth itself on her lips before continuing, "One of my best friends lives in Spokane, assuming you're talking about the city in Washington state. Lovely place it is, not Seattle, but Seattle is overrated anyways."
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 17, 2008 2:49:26 GMT -5
Damn this one was a hard one to crack. Cam threw out some nice compliments and lines here and there. So at least he thought. Not too forward or anything, just straight to the point or whatever. She's good at deflecting those though. Maybe he should just stick to normal conversation for now. Don't wanna seem too pushy. But damn those legs of hers...Wait...
Did she say "Creatively annihilate" him?...
"Yea, Seattle isn't what it's cracked up to be really. Got relatives there myself so, I've spent ample amount of time there and looking back I'd rather not have really."
"Now Spokane is more my speed. Not saying that just because I grew up there, but it's just a bit more laid back. Seattle seems to be a bit on the agitating side I think. The people there just have this aura about them...Ugh...But!...The women are niiiiiiiize though. :PAt least they got that eh?..."
"But yea, visited one of my old friends back there myself while I was gone. Didn't realize how much I missed that girl either. Was good to see Addy again and catch up. Girl can always make me laugh too. What about you? Maybe I know some of the people you know there." |
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 17, 2008 2:57:00 GMT -5
Addy? Surely he couldn't be talking about the same Addison that Boston knew. "Oh yes, it's always busy in Seattle. One of the worst cities to live in, in my opinion. People are always running around, doing their own little thing, 24/7." Boston was just making small talk, but curiosity began to take the best of her, "I only really know one person in Spokane. I've wrestled her a few times for a small promotion in the Pacific Northwest. Addison Grey, your crazy lunatic mother-figure." She silenced the thoughts in her head as she waited to see if Cameron responded to the name. Dang, would it be a twist of fate if he happened to know her. She quickly took another sip of her coffee, to try and hide her curiosity.
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 17, 2008 3:04:44 GMT -5
His hand paused instantly hearing the name...The cup lingering in front of his face, peering through the rising steam from the Styrofoam cup before lowering it back to the table. He tilted his head a bit, thinking of the possibilities of them knowing two DIFFERENT people with that name...
...Not likely...At all...
Leaning back into the booth a bit more, getting a bit more comfortable he locked eyes with her before responding finally...
"Whoa...Wa...Wait...Did you say Addison Grey?..."
He let that name linger a bit, before tilting his head a bit more to the opposite side this time. There was just no way...
"Are you sure the Addison Grey you know is from Spokane and not somewhere else? This couldn't be possible that we'd BOTH know her and we just happen to be sitting here together. That's...A far stretch...MY Addison?...Uber nerd Addison? Addison with the Joker posters ALL over her wall?...
...Little sweet 5'4 Addison?!!?..." |
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 17, 2008 3:17:27 GMT -5
Boston was taken back. How could they know of the same person? It's not like this was meant to happen. Gee, does fate have it's day when times like this happen; he's probably laughing, thinking this get together is sheer genius, stupid fate, and his menacing ways.
Indeed the Addison she knew was 5'4". Indeed the Addison she knew never seemed to grow out of her Batman phase, heck the fact that she had a "Batman" phase is enough to confuse anyone. Wait, did Addison and Cameron have...sexual relations? Boston quickly shook her head. Cameron didn't seem like her type. I mean, look at him. Completely contrasts the person Addison could be with.
Regretfully, Boston nodded. "Uber nerd Addy who has a creepy amount of Batman memorabilia in her apartment? Specifically of his arch-nemsis? The Addy who needs a footstool to get the cereal out of her cupboard every morning?" She began to shake her head in disbelief, "Addison Grey, the person who's currently in the works of creating her re-debut in that New York promotion which I warned her about?"
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 17, 2008 3:24:52 GMT -5
His mouth dropped...This just...No couldn't be...New York...The footstool comment which he'd witnessed numerous times himself...That was just...Sitting there motionless, the cup of coffee just sitting in his hand the entire time, he was dumbfounded to say the least. She knew just as much about her as he did...Maybe more? Wait...Was Addy a lesbo and Boston here was her...*Gulp*...No...Addy would have told him that...
"This is reeeeeaaaaalll strange...Addy who's legs dangle while she sits on the toilet because she's so short?..."
He saw the slight head nod from this woman who seemingly knew very much about his good friend...
"..."
"Wha...What in the bloody hell man? How do you know Addy? How long? I mean, I never remember her mentioning someone that could have been you, or someone with your description or anything... What's your real name? I've known her TOO long to not know pretty much everyone SHE knows. You a spy or something? Why the secrecy?" |
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 17, 2008 3:33:37 GMT -5
Boston began to get angry. The fact that Cameron seemed to be scolding her for something she wasn't aware of was enough for her to argue back. "Why are you blaming me for this? It's not like I knew you knew her. It's not like we're friends, and you decided to have a lovely cup of coffee with me. I've known Addison for years, we're practically BFFs, I think she would have mentioned if she had a man in her life."
Oops, Boston slipped. Of course, she was merely assuming that they happened to have sexual relations, she could be wrong, but she was too in-the-moment to even care.
Suddenly an idea sprung, and she pulled out her cell-phone. "I happen to have her number. If they match, of course, assuming you have a cell phone as well, then we'll know if we know the same person." A little wordy, but that worked.
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 17, 2008 3:42:36 GMT -5
Damn right he had a cell phone. Placing the cup back on the table, he reached for his bag, quickly reaching inside and retrieving his phone. He wasted not a second on flipping through the numbers in the phone, the names flying past in no particular order...
...Jacob...Nando...Kimberly...Sergio...Cross...Lil' Mama...His nickname for Addy that is...
Quickly he turned the phone in his hand, making sure that she could see the number plain as day as he extended the phone in her direction...
At precisely the same time she had done the same, showing her phone's display screen. He slowly read the number over in his head as they both held their phones up comparing the digits. They were exactly the same. His hand lazily fell to the table, glancing down at the phone for a minute before looking back up to Miss "Boston Star"...
"...Damn...I...So...How long has Lil' Mama been a lesbo...  ? She could have freakin' told me...Hell YOU could have told me before I tried to pick you up a few minutes ago...No wonder you didn't fall for any of those lines." |
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 17, 2008 3:52:55 GMT -5
"What? No, you got it all wrong. Addison and I aren't...together." She blushed, the fact that Cameron would even assume such a rash assumption made her feel embarrassed. What made him assume that? Because Boston right-out rejected his lame pick-line from the start of their conversation? "I don't fall for lame pick-up lines, I find them corny, and any woman who falls for them is extremely dim-witted, but that's beside the point!" She epically points at the nickname Cameron had his cell-phone for Addison. Above her number read "Lil' Mama." "Mind explaining that?!"
Seemingly, the people around the table began to look at their's as the cafe went silent. "Crud, they must think this is some lover's quarrel." she whispers to herself as she sank in her seat, childishly taking a sip of her coffee.
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 17, 2008 4:03:03 GMT -5
"People don't gravitate to you because of your "lovely" attitude do they?..."
Bitch...But damn those legs of hers...
"And Lil'Mama is just my nickname for Addison is all. Always have called her that pretty much. And don't disrespect my efforts to just introduce myself a while ago either. Was just trying to be nice to a pretty woman and get to know someone new. Didn't figure you'd be so..."
"..."
His eyes divert towards her breast area for a few seconds... :(His mouth agape before going on...Damn....
"Whatever...But...Damn...You just don't seem like the type of people Addy usually hangs with though...It's just...Nah this is too weird...I need to call her as soon as possible...She's got some major explaining to do...Like...Now!..."
His words trail off as he too notices the surrounding people watching heavily and intently. Lifting the cup to his lips slowly, he takes a long sip before letting his eyes scan the immediate area. Seconds later the cup had found it's way back to the table, him letting out a long sigh before tilting his head towards the ceiling. He shook his head a little bit, still amazed at all of this. Then lowering his head once again, making eye contact with her once more he finally spoke again...
"...So...How about dinner and a movie or something tomorrow night...?"
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 17, 2008 4:11:35 GMT -5
Boston lifted her finger to argue but suddenly was at a loss for words. "That was....random." She thinks out loud, as she goes back to sinking in her seat. This was the last thing that was on her mind, and this whole Addison fiasco was enough to give her a headache. She shook her head, and leaned forward towards Cameron, trying to whisper quiet enough so their audience wouldn't hear them. "I have a lovely personality, you don't even know me. The fact that you assumed I'm lesbian proves that! So, we know the same person, how is that an open invitation to ask me out? It doesn't make sense!" She was trying to keep herself conservative, hoping her hair was long enough to hide any 'distractions.'
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 17, 2008 4:24:20 GMT -5
Embarrassed was she? Good she deserved it for having him think "Lil' Mama was a lesbian.
He glanced around their surroundings a bit before leaning in himself, making sure to keep any coming words between the two of them and the two of them only. Whispering to her he responded back...
"Maybe it doesn't make sense but who cares...I'm half way drunk as it is...And...Well if you have a lovely personality why not show me instead of expecting me to just believe it?..."
"..."
He looks around once more, seeing that despite their whispering they were still being heavily watched...Turning back to her again, he smiles brightly before...
" So how's about it then? Pick you up at 7?..."
"..."
"Or I can come up with something right here and now to embarrass you more than you already seem to be getting? Your choice. Oh yea, one more time, what's your name again? You're not gonna wear that on our date are you?"
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? She could have freakin' told me...Hell YOU could have told me before I tried to pick you up a few minutes ago...No wonder you didn't fall for any of those lines."