Pleasure

alessia: why would i know if they do or not

alessia: check the internet. amazon

Benji: that's wild now i'm curious

Benji: i'm gonna check at work for them tonight. but we can hunt for them further if they aren't there?

Benji: that's deep, man

Basil: yes let's go on a wonderball hunt? I could really go for that cheap ass chocolate and chalky candy

Savannah: OH MY GOSH YES THOSE WERE THE BEST

Savannah: IDK BUT IF THEY DO CAN WE GET ONE I WANT ONE NOW

Basil: I heard you can still find them some places

Kyle: like a kinder egg ? prize inside ?

Kyle: the ones that we banned in the same country you only have to be sixteen to buy a gun in?

Basil: that's the one!!

ALEXANDER: I heard some people chatting about how the weather was going to be forty degrees today

ALEXANDER: I nearly had a heart attack and then I remembered Fahrenheit is used in America

Basil: culture shock?

annariley: somehow i got my blinds stuck halfway open and now they won't close... youtube isn't helping. how much do you think my neighbors would judge me for pinning up a blanket with a wolf on it over the window?

annariley: i mean, i think i'd prefer the judgement for the wolf blanket than judgement for drinking wine in my pajamas and watching movies and netflix on a monday night, but i'm not sure. advice?

Basil: honestly that sounds like a fun Monday night and like a cool blanket

Benji: i remember!!

Benji: aren't those banned in america?

Benji: wait, no, that's those kinder eggs... but i suppose the concept's similar?

Basil: well I heard rumors they're appearing in stores again.

Basil: I really want to go hunting for them now

Basil: do you remember wonderballs? You know that hallowed out ball of chocolate with candy in it?

riley bit her lip. not him, she thought. of all people in seattle she had to bump into him. her smile turned into a frown. ‘’ you.’’ the girl’s lips twisted in disgust. ‘’ yeah, thanks but no thanks, i don’t need you of all people driving me around seattle.’’ riley rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. she closed her eyes, hoping it was only a dream and she sighed, sometimes, she had the worst luck. ‘’ what are you doing here?’’ the brunette mumbled, pinching the bridge of her nose.

if one were to make a list of the top ten words to describe anna riley walker– clumsy, or some variation of it, would certainly make the list. especially after a couple glasses of wine, like tonight. her fumbling fingers were attempting to call a friend from her favorites list, attention barely on the phone screen as she conversed with a few classmates at the restaurant bar. she didn’t notice that she’d accidentally tapped a name she had never quite removed from the favorites list: basil. as a result, she continued to chatter away with the fellow students, sipping at her glass and laughing at jokes made by the others, not realizing that the other end of the line had been picked up. “god, i love happy hour here,” she commented to a girl seated beside her. “y’seen the appetizers menu?” @basilwtf

     Benji was cleaning. The concept was ridiculous in and of itself – he had a two year old living with him, for Christ’s sake – and yet he felt compelled to keep tossing the toys into their appropriate bins to make room for the vacuumming he had every intention of getting done before Basil arrived. It had been an ambitious invitation though, thinking back on it, asking his friend to a movie night shouldn’t have made nervous butterflies erupt in his stomach . It definitely shouldn’t have inspired him to go into a cleaning frenzy that a half an hour of Emi free roaming the apartment would undo. The tot in question was currently grumpily serving out her imposed imprisonment in her playpen (one she’d definitely outgrown but Benji hadn’t had the funds to replace nor the energy to do away with completely). He’d scattered some books around her feet in the hopes that she’d stop pouting at him from behind the mesh siding but so far, he hadn’t been forgiven. “Just a few more things to do,” he offered with an apologetic smile as though she could fully understand, “he could be here any minute!” 

     “Minute,” came Emi’s huffed response and Benji rolled his eyes affectionately. Somehow, his daughter was able to pack a lot of scathing resentment into a single word – he was oddly proud. As it turned out, her prediction had inadvertently come true and not even a minute later, there’s a knock at his apartment door. “F… frock?” what was intended to be a curse was instantly altered given his company. On his way to the door he kicked a few toys under the furniture, plucked Emi out from her pen and made sure everything was as orderly as he could manage. “Hey, hi, sorry!” Benji smiled, opening the door and feeling the breath all but leave his lungs at the sight of his wind bitten, sweater paws wearing crush friend in all his glory stood in Benji’s entryway. “Come in, uh, pardon the mess.” He was being so formal too. Fuck, he was nervous. Why was he nervous?

Basil stood with his back resting on the wall as he waited, killing nervous time pulling at a small piece of thread on end of his sleeve he had pulled close to his fingers. He always found himself fidgeting with something when he was nervous but that brought back up the question, why was he so nervous? But before he could start to questioning it more he heard the door open, his eyes shifting from his hands up to the other boy’s eyes. He could never decide if they were green or blue, but he could already feel himself getting lost in them and as he felt his teeth start to bite into his bottom lip again he yanked his gaze away, focusing on something in the background. Staring was bad habit he had seemed to be picking up and adding to his list the longer he spent around Benji. “Hi.” He said softly as he pulled his lip from between his teeth into a sweet smile, a friendly smile. “And don’t worry I don’t mind. With your little munchkin, it’s understandable.” Basil followed the curly haired boy into the living room, and it was obviously well lived in. He spotted some of Emi’s toys sprawled around, it was nice actually, he could almost feel the warmth of the tot’s youth flowing through the house and hearing her laugh as he walked in definitely helped add to that.

Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to tell Athena that she had gotten a job, not that she didn’t love the girl but she was just so happy for her that she would tell everyone. Of course, Basil had come to see her and in a way she was relieved it was only him. “Thank you, this is actually how I pick up all of the guys I bring back. Would you like to be one of them?” She asked before wiggling her eyebrow teasingly. His words made her chuckle before she decided to have some fun and she picked out the smallest pair of shoes they had before putting them on the counter. “You know what they say about small feet right?”