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NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
The silence dragged on for a few moments, and Nexalas sighed, knowing he shouldn't involve himself but he couldn't help but to try and lighten the mood. He shifted to sitting up on the couch.

Here's an idea: How about we go out and get ice cream or something? If this gets any more tense we might make a black hole.

He spoke in a half joking, half caring mannor. No matter how much he argued with Ashton, he didn't like seeing him miserable and the group fighting each other.

Desbear:
Efialtes


Efialtes had just been sitting in the corner of the room, he wasn't sitting in any of the chairs, possibly because he just preferred the floor to chairs, or possibly because he had been trying to distance himself from the current situation at hand. He had just watched something he always hated, his hero getting in an argument that he couldn't win. The worst part? He himself couldn't say a word to change the subject. Ashton and Misty had just came back from a funeral, so one wrong word, one ill-timed pun, one tasteless comment, one sarcastic remark, one idiotic joke, and he could have done it. He he could  have messed everything up. He just stared into a book with a black cover, supposedly going over a strategy, when in reality, he was just staring at a blank page, trying to think of something he could do.

The silence that had fallen after the argument had stopped for a few seconds, had been broken once again by Nexalas, he said something about everyone going out for Ice Cream. Efialtes closed his book, a quiet thud could be heard as he dropped it on the ground, and proceeded to get up off the ground. He started to speak, attempting to hide his not only nervous, but scared tone, behind a fake cheerful tone, and a somewhat cheerful statement. "Well, if we do end up going, I'll buy."

[SIINTCA]

The-Blades-slave:
Ash and Misty
"I'm up for it if you are, Ash." Misty was the first of the two to speak, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear and glancing at Ash. His eyes were still puffy and red, but he had picked up the discarded cap and put it back on his head. He hadn't dressed up for the funeral, showing up in a blue and white jacket unzipped halfway to reveal a white undershirt, black jeans, and blue and white sneakers. "I might have to call the hospital if you turn the offer down though, because the Ash I know never turns down food."

Ash opened his mouth to reject the offer, and went quiet as his own stomach interrupted him, growling loudly. "Yeah, I'm up for it. Though," he glanced at Efialtes, then Nexalas, "I'm paying." He didn't give them time to argue, reaching into his back pocket and grabbing his wallet. It was worn, now more black and gray, and the leather was creased. Misty was quick to notice it wasn't his wallet, but his Dad's. 'So that's what his Mom gave him at the funeral.'

He pulled two twenties from it, handing Nexalas one and Efialtes the other. "Keep the change, I don't need it. I got plenty." He did his best to smile, but it came out bad. His eyes were weighed down by big purple bags, and his lips were chapped from the cool breeze, making him look like quite a mess. "I can driv-" Ash started to offer to drive them all to the restaurant, but Misty cut him off.

"I'll drive us, being in the car with you for as long as I was was bad enough." She gave him a cheeky smile, pulling a scrunchy off her wrist and putting her hair up in the usual sideways ponytail. "You're bad enough when you're not drop dead tired." Then she reached into his jacket pocket and snatched his keys, walking towards the door. "You guys coming?"

NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
Nexalas nodded as he took the twenty. It was a bit overkill in his opinion; after all, he had a few coupons he was going to use.
Good thing I know him well enough that he cant reject food.
Nexalas walked past  out of the hideout and looking back at them.
I got some coupons we can use too, so lets stuff our faces for now.
He smiled at everyone warmly. Though he knew that things would be awkward for now, it was nice to have a day where he can actually be friendly for once. He then went into the backseat of the sports car.

Desbear:
Efialtes flailed his arms out in front of him, a tone that of which more sounded like pleading more than anything else, came out. "No wait, you don't have t-" He was cut off, as a twenty was held out in front of him. It would have been rude to protest any longer, and considering the circumstances, being rude wasn't an option. He sighed a bit as he took the twenty, he was sure he was gonna get to pay for once. Although, he was fairly confused at how much he had been given. 'A twenty? For Ice cream? Meh, I'll just hide the change in one of his belongings next time he takes a nap...'

Efialtes walked outside, smiling at Nexalas and nodding. "Sounds good." His voice was now a bit more convincing now, the nervous mixed with a fearful tone had been almost completely ironed out, replaced by a cheerful tone, before he climbed in the back seat sport car, sitting beside Nexalas. He leaned over to the other in the back, quietly making a statement. "Good call on the ice cream, seems Ashton can't turn down food, even during these...Events."

[SIINTCA]

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