[attr="class","uriah"]and just as quick as it had appeared, maybe even quicker, her smile fades, for what reason exactly, uriah isn't too sure.

"uhh...no reason."

and then he follows after her, stopping right at the theatre they're meant to be in only to watch her walk straight past it.

"suzu! we're in here."

[attr="class","noodles"]Suzume Amemiya // [x]

[attr="class","uriah"]his eyes follow her thumb to the action adventure poster. he smiles in response, nodding in approval.

"great choice."

he doesn't miss how she plucks a piece, nor how a smile peeks at the edges of her lips. it's cute, he thinks, and his smile only grows at the sight.

"what'd you think?"

[attr="class","noodles"]Suzume Amemiya // [x]

[attr="class","uriah"]he sniffs, finding nothing out of place about it.

"...it's butter."

but as she turns away to look at the movie posters, he opts to step towards the counter to buy them a whole set of popcorn and drinks. for once, he pays for both of them.

"decided on a movie yet?"

[attr="class","noodles"]Suzume Amemiya // [x]

[attr="class","uriah"]despite the music, he hears her rare chuckle loud and clear, finding it cute.

"oh yeah i definitely knew that."

no he didn't.

after another sip, he places his beer down before reaching over to accept her id card. he holds it close to his face, noticing her picture first, then her name. he's not drunk yet but it sure feels like it.

confidently, he reads:

"sol-vague run-ah einars-daughter."

looking back up at her, he cracks a smile.

"see? easy."

[attr="class","noodles"]@sol

[attr="class","uriah"]his eyes are glancing over the few movie choices they have — focusing on the action one in particular, really — and it isn't until she's already at the counter that he notices.

so he trails after her, approaching her side.

"you've had popcorn...right?"

[attr="class","noodles"]Suzume Amemiya // [x]

[attr="class","uriah"]cute.

huh, well that's a first. it even makes him blush a little, though he doesn't bother hiding it this time as it could very easily just be confused for the flush of alcohol.

he chuckles, nodding in agreement.

"yep, definitely. why do you think i call you cap all the time?"

another sip brings him closer to the bottom of the glass.

"but try me, captain einarsdaughter."

[attr="class","noodles"]@sol

[attr="class","uriah"]the noise of the place makes it so he has to lean a little close to even hear her. not that he minds, however.

"most of them, yeah. sometimes it's uri uri cause it sounds catchier."

with a chuckle, he reaches for his glass, raising it towards hers for a quick "cheers," before downing a good third of it.

"fuck that's refreshing."

lowering it back down to the table, he tilts his head to look at her.

"isn't sol short for something too?"

[attr="class","noodles"]@sol

[attr="class","uriah"]giving the messy space around them a sweeping gesture, uriah laughs.

"do i look like the fancy type?"

if it isn't clear: no, he definitely isn't.

he's cheap, messy, and loud at times; which just so happen to be traits of the bar they soon arrive at after a short walk.

the moment he steps in, the burly barkeep behind the counter's calling out to him.

"uri uri! you doin' good?"

"yeah, man! never better."

the two of them share a pound hug, laughing as they quickly exchange small talk that's almost lost under the sound of music from the speakers.

"same shit as usual, then? for you and your uh..."

"yeah, yeah. we'll be over there."

and with a quick gesture, uriah leads them over to a table off to the side of the bar, conveniently next to a beer pong table.

"sorry it's a bit loud. hope you don't mind."

without even having to order, two glasses of beer are floated their way.

[attr="class","noodles"]@sol

[attr="class","uriah"]honestly, sol could probably take kachow with her with ease. he might even be happier with her, but this is a thought uriah quickly pushes away, perhaps not wanting to feel guilty.

"don't you dare take my little kachow away from me."

with a chuckle, he deposits the pokeball safely into his pocket.

and then...it's quiet for a few.

"so...drinks?"

[attr="class","noodles"]@sol

[attr="class","uriah"]sure.

it's funny how a single word can bring so much with it. uriah nods, quickly turning away to hide the bright smile that forms at her response.

"cool."

he's owning it now.

after flipping over another pillow in the corner, he finally finds the minimized pokeball. he picks it up as subtly as he can, walks back over to luxray, then boops it against his head to recall the electric-type.

he sighs after, relieved.

"finally."

[attr="class","noodles"]@sol

[attr="class","uriah"]uriah shakes his head as he flips over a cushion on the ground. he should probably be placing that on the couch but he's stood back up now and he's too lazy to bend back down.

"i only usually have kachow out of his pokeball."

his apartment's small enough as is, but with luxray wandering about it just seems to make the place even smaller.

"there's a nice bar near here so i was going to offer to buy you a few drinks."

he pauses as well, turning to look at her.

"...as two people who work together."

[attr="class","noodles"]@sol

[attr="class","uriah"]no one really watches movies during the day. people are most likely working or studying, which explains why the theater's so empty as they step into the building.

"see? not crowded at all."

he leads them over to the side where the displays are. they have a few options...

"action, comedy, romance, or animation?"

[attr="class","noodles"]Suzume Amemiya // [x]

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