[The snow picked up a lot after about two in the afternoon, and it's about four-thirtyish now. Ain has snow in his hair and on his shoulders, not to mention he's generally just sort of wet because he's been out so long getting snowed on.
The heat is a lot worse, too. Probably because he's indoors? He shuffles over with their food and the bag, though. The food is set on the bed, Vash gets a milkshake, and Ain sets his own on the nightstand next to that hot chocolate before he sets the bag down. There's a brief consideration that they should re-pack it, but he wants to give Vash the necklace first, only after they eat. So.
Ain takes his coat off and puts it just. Elsewhere. For now. He hadn't noticed before, but his hands are so cold that moving them is painful.]
I got us food, too. I'm sorry that we skipped lunch. [He sits down, and if Vash hasn't already gotten into the food yet, Ain will.] I made a lot of money, though. More than I thought I would. We're not rich, but I think we'll be alright for a while. At least until the end of the week, if not a little longer.
[He's still very out of it. This whole "love" thing is ... Bad? Good? He doesn't know. It's just dangerous, because Ain knows being in love can ruin a lot of things. He's heard about it before. And maybe Vash just wants to stay friends with benefits, because it's easier that way. Maybe Ain's dumb for getting him a gift even though his instincts are screaming at him to go back and get more. Cover Vash in gold, kiss him, et cetera.
Ain shoves a fry into his mouth. Maybe if he eats, he won't think.]
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[The snow picked up a lot after about two in the afternoon, and it's about four-thirtyish now. Ain has snow in his hair and on his shoulders, not to mention he's generally just sort of wet because he's been out so long getting snowed on.
The heat is a lot worse, too. Probably because he's indoors? He shuffles over with their food and the bag, though. The food is set on the bed, Vash gets a milkshake, and Ain sets his own on the nightstand next to that hot chocolate before he sets the bag down. There's a brief consideration that they should re-pack it, but he wants to give Vash the necklace first, only after they eat. So.
Ain takes his coat off and puts it just. Elsewhere. For now. He hadn't noticed before, but his hands are so cold that moving them is painful.]
I got us food, too. I'm sorry that we skipped lunch. [He sits down, and if Vash hasn't already gotten into the food yet, Ain will.] I made a lot of money, though. More than I thought I would. We're not rich, but I think we'll be alright for a while. At least until the end of the week, if not a little longer.
[He's still very out of it. This whole "love" thing is
... Bad? Good? He doesn't know. It's just dangerous, because Ain knows being in love can ruin a lot of things. He's heard about it before. And maybe Vash just wants to stay friends with benefits, because it's easier that way. Maybe Ain's dumb for getting him a gift even though his instincts are screaming at him to go back and get more. Cover Vash in gold, kiss him, et cetera.
Ain shoves a fry into his mouth. Maybe if he eats, he won't think.]