a simple kind of man

Back to L.A. means not in Aurora Bay, and that also means, not in the way for whatever transpires between Aeris and Chase. He feels the tiniest bit antsy, but Aeris keeps himself reeled in. Close proximity and dropping hints will be as far as he goes for now, anyway.

Chase laughs, brushing his tongue along his lower lip as he rests his elbow against the surface of the bar, leaning slightly closer to Aeris. "Come on." He muses in a soft tone with a slight smirk curving his features. "Am I really supposed to believe you are a saint with a face like that?"

Elijah was quick to move over to the clean up job, perhaps he wasn't as happy to be helping with clean up, but this wasn't like wrestling there wasn't a whole team specifically to clean up. Here it was help and help alike, so here Elijah was only too happy to provide that hand that was needed in the clean up. "Hey as long as nothing gets my face, this is what the people love seeing on their screens." He said, laughing.

Chase raises his eyes up to look at Elijah, arching a brow. "Are you saying no one wants to see my ugly mug on their screens?" He teases, shaking his head as he picks up one side of the keg. "All I know is you better pull your weight."

"If my apartment was on fire I wouldn't have called you, I would've called those gorgeous firemen at the firehouse. Duh." Sage rolled her eyes at her brother before answering his question. "The rush is that I need holiday decorations and I want you to come with me." She shrugged as though he should already know why he was summoned to her apartment.

Once Sage brings up the gorgeous firemen, Chase thinks about Dallas briefly. "Right, it would make more sense for you to all the fire department instead of your football brother. What would he do? Throw a football at it?" He teases with a small smirk. His face drops though when she brings up holiday decorations, his head turning to look around her apartment. "At least tell me you'll be decorating for Thanksgiving and not Christmas, Sage."

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Chase turns his head to look over at he voice aimed in his direction. He decided to help and clean up a little bit, moving to grab one of the beer kegs from behind the bar. He tilts the the keg over onto his side as he laughs at the gesture that Elijah does. "If you want to come over here and give a hand, I'm not going to complain. I wouldn't want to hurt these ball catching hands," he teases.

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"Hm?" Chase lifts his eyes up from his cup of ice cream at Gillian's words. "Holiday-y ice cream flavors, huh? Are we thinking for Christmas time?" Since for some reason no one thinks about Thanksgiving when it comes to flavors. "You could do egg nog and apple pie. It would be pretty good to have both those flavors in ice cream form."

Spencer didn’t think he was too old as the oldest skateboarder competing had at least twenty years on him but like all sports it was a young persons game. He didn’t want to lose his spark before he got the chance to compete. “ like with training and like staying on a routine ?cause that’d be pretty cool “ he noted with a small smile “ oh nothing. I think they have this mechanism built into them to be the people who just have a bit of magic in their food. If you ever find out let me know cause it sounds cool so far “ @chascwilliams

Chase nods his head at the other's words. "Yeah, training and staying on a routine. I know when football seasons comes into gear that I'll be having to get my ass back into gear. So, I can help you get yours in as well." His eyebrows scrunch together for a second. "I realize how that sounded out loud, I'm sorry." He laughs. "Do you think we get the magic when we get older or do you think it's just a grandparent thing?"

At the very least, there’s confidence that Chase doesn’t feel smothered in any way. That’s what Aeris hopes, even as he listens on about this ex-wife situation. It has him intrigued. His drink is left on the bar counter, his eyes stay focused on Chase’s face, and Aeris just listens.

There's a slight nod; it's all he can do to answer the question about the car accident. It seems straight out of soap opera. They have their first fight and she gets into a car accident less than twenty-minutes later, giving neither one of the time to fully settle about the fight.

"It's a spicy ramen, with beef, veggies and mushroom." Clayton said excitedly, "It's very delicious. You can get them at the asian market or I think at the grocery store in the asian section. I usually go to the Asian market to shop for some things or steal from my parents home." He said with a guilty smile. "Is that so? Maybe we should have carbonara ramen one of these days. I'll make it my special way that I'm sure you will enjoy." Clayton wasn't going to lie, it tend to be a bit spicy but he was used to the flavor. "Are you a pineapple topping flavor for pizza or are you against it."

Chase nods his head at the other's words. "I don't think I've ever seen anything like that in the grocery store but I've seen that one girl's tiktoks where she shops at that little convivence store. I wish we had a market like that somewhere but I think the only thing you can really get at those places here is food poisoning." Honestly, he was surprised that people trusted gas station food but again he was guilty like everyone else. "You'll have to teach me how to make it or what to buy to make it because it sounds good." He chuckles. "Making me food now, huh? Who knew our relationship was at that level." He smirks, a teasing tone leaving him. "I think the only thing I won't eat on a pizza is anchovies. What about you?"

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"Oh, how fancy of you. A bagel breakfast sandwich," Tilly teases, holding both hands up. The sad thing about it was that these days, a bagel sandwich really was a delicacy to her. "That makes one of us. Glad to hear you wouldn't be kitchenless for long, though." The brunette nods, pleased with the outcome. "Saturday it is. I'll bring the bagels." @chascwilliams

Chase laughs. "Yeah, so fancy." He rolls his eyes playfully. "Tell me it wouldn't be better. Maybe everything bagels." He smirks. "Even if we did this at your place, I would make sure you didn't go kitchenless for long either." He smiles. He nods his head as he turns his head to look over his shoulder. "Alright, I guess I'll see you then, Til." He moves to walk past her, giving her shoulder a little pat before walking away completely.

As have grabbed his leftovers he moved to get out of the booth on the opposite end. “ I mean I’ll be honest I assume that most combinations of mismatched items was thought someone high “ Gabe noted with a small smile on his face as he moved to leave. “Margarita time? “ @chascwilliams

"Or pregnant." Chase laughs, shrugging his shoulders. "I heard they like a weird combination of food too." He says as he moves to push open the entrance door, nodding his head. "Absolutely. What kind are you planning on getting?" He asks, turning his head to look over at the other.

"All that NFL money's gotta go somewhere." Jude settles down into his seat, raking back his rogue strands of hair with spayed fingers. "I get out enough." Jude replies, evening, before grabbing a handful of peanuts left at the table by the bartender. "Nah, off my driveway." A smirk escapes his lips, leaning back against the vinyl of the booth. "I don't pretend to like people. I'd rather be seen as antisocial than a liar."

Chase laughs. "You have a point, but you can't tell me you don't run a successful business. Aren't you pretty much the only mechanic in town?" He turns his head to look over at Jude as he plops down onto the stool. He reaches over to grab some of the peanuts, popping them into his mouth. "How often?" He asks, arching a brow. "Right, right." He laughs. "Your driveway. So, not much of a lawn guy?" He teases. He puts his hand up and gestures to the bartender for two beers, assuming that Jude wasn't much of a cocktail guy. "That's fair, there's some shitty people out there."

When Chase put it that way, it all clicked for Camille. It was no wonder his ex-wife thought that she had a crush on him. It wasn't even that. The natural banter between them was just there... and it would probably always would be. However, she knew that if someone heard this conversation - they would think more of the two. She just couldn't be a Libra in peace.

Chase enjoyed his time with Camille. Despite all the drama that came about their friendship when he was trying to give his wife another chance. A part of him is glad the two of them haven't missed a step in their banter, that it is as if nothing had happened between them and they could go back to doing what they had before. He doesn't feel like he has to explain anything to a person he's dating when it comes to his friendships.

"I usually go with shin ramen, it's not spicy to me but the flavors is so much better and yes, I do add an egg to it. Sometimes I get those ramen packets what is it called...sa yang buldak ramen the carbonara flavor. I add cheese to it until it's melted with some rice cakes and some seaweed...so delicious." His mouth watered at the mention of the particular ramen, "but those ones can be spicy if you can handle it." Clayton thought about what sort of pizza he'd make, "Probably pepperoni. I'm simple when it comes to pizza." @chascwilliams

"Shin ramen? What is that?" Of course, he only grew up on the top ramen. He always saw those ramen bowls on Tiktok that made him want to try it but he's not sure where to even get it from. He lifts his eyes up to look at the other, nodding his head. "I actually know what that is, I heard the carbonara flavor is to to die for." He leans his arms down against the surface of the table. "Spicy doesn't bother of me." He says, but he's sure that Clayton would make him eat this words later. "Yeah, same. I don't really want to fuck around with my pizza toppings."

“ Yeah it was the most sort of routine and regimented my whole career and life had been. It was a bit overwhelming but I mean it was all for a good reason so I just sort of vibed with it as long as I could “ Spencer admitted before looking over at the other man. “ I did. I got short listed. I was cut close to the end though. Makes me think next times my big chance. I gotta hurry though. Did you see you young the one kid was? They were like 11. I’m already double that plus some change “ he noted laughing a bit. “ ooooh, it’s my Grandmas adobo. Like that lady knew how to make the best comfort food. What about you? “ @chascwilliams

Chase keeps his eyes on Spencer as he talks; always believing that good eye contact was an amazing form of listening to him. He brushes his tongue along his lower lip as he nods his head. "I get that," he lifts his eyes up toward the other across from him, tapping his finger against the to go box. "I know they are getting younger and younger. But if you need any help, just let me know." He hums, nodding his head again. "Nothing beats grandma's cooking, does it? My mom used to make this one dish when I was growing up but she's been more experimental and doesn't make the same stuff anymore but I'd do anything for that meal again... I just can't remember what she used to call it." He laughs.