angel, rogue bastard
he / him
twenty-six
july 21st
alto mare, johto
heterosexual
pilot
nautica owner
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angelo vestri
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POSTED ON Dec 14, 2020 18:38:11 GMT
Angelo didn’t mind when she insisted that she didn’t need any help with the last of the packing, giving Cait a nod before stepping over towards the window, leaning against the frame and peering out as she worked. He thought he could see a pokemon or two drift by amongst the trees but they were gone before he got a clear look at them. Perhaps those were the ones that she had asked about when he first arrived.
“Ah-ha. Well, hopefully the future Mr Alfric catches on soon.” He responds, arms loosely folded as Cait pulls his attention away from the window, his lips curled in a small smile. Personally, he wasn’t all too taken by the thought of the fairy tale ending – at least not for himself – but Cait knowing what she wanted and seeing her enthusiastic for it was nice. He hopes she gets it someday.
Cait’s question for him has Angelo’s eyes widening in surprise before he trails off into a small chuckle, her last little comment bringing a flash of amusement, although it doesn’t take away from the thoughtful look in his gaze.
“Honestly? I haven’t really thought about it,” he admits, shrugging apologetically. “I barely have the time to fit in a girlfriend - even if I wanted to - let alone think what my potential, far in the future wife might be like.” Getting married sounded like it belonged in an alternative universe for him but he feels inclined to try and give Cait something to work with, even if it is drawn from the top of his head.
“In theory though… ‘Quality’ wise? I guess someone who’s independent. I don't think I could handle being with a person who’s unable to function on their own and I'm sure they wouldn't be happy with a boyfriend who's off cycling around the region all the time, either.” His tone turns a little playful at the end, deflecting, as if pretending this was something he was going to be doing for a long time yet.
Although as he envisions it, Angelo realises that’s not quite exactly the whole picture of what he’d really want. Even if he were in an alternative, ideal universe, he’d like to be with someone who would join him and share in the thirst for those new experiences out in the big, wide world, too… Yeah, he thought, that would be pretty great. To be part of a pair that didn’t need each other to breathe but when they were together, it was that much sweeter and easier.
Maybe, many years in the future...
“But a nice ass is always a plus. Obviously.” There’s a return grin on his face, as he adds that instead of his real thoughts.
“What about you? Your guy match the qualities that you were looking for?”
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