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Lovino pushed his way into the cafe and looked around, evaluating the new place with a critical eye.  It seemed nice, he decided finally, as his eyes wandered over the myriad of small tables, booths, and armchairs.  He tucked himself into a booth in the back corner where he could see the entire room, hiding behind a menu as he surveyed the people there.  Most of them were about his age, probably college students with frazzled nerves as well.

And Lovino would laugh and kiss him before probably grabbing the marker and returning the favor.

Send me a ♫ and I'll shuffle my music. For whatever song comes up first, I'll write a short drabble about our muses inspired by that song, for the duration of the song. I must stop writing and post as soon as it ends, no matter where in the drabble I currently am.

Lovino groaned softly as the light filtering through the window fell across his face, waking him. He rolled over, pressing into Vincent’s familiar warmth for a moment before prying his eyes open. The god was still asleep, and he couldn’t help but smile to himself for a moment.

“Sole,” he murmured softly, leaning up to kiss his cheek, “Wake up. We’re supposed to do shit today.” A glance at the clock told him they were already a bit late. Hadn’t he set the alarm the night before? As Vincent’s warm hazel eyes fluttered open, he decided he didn’t care and leaned in to kiss him again before stretching and pulling himself from the warmth of the blankets.

“Do we have to?” his boyfriend asked as he reached the door, turning so his face wasn’t pressed into the pillow. Lovino just shrugged, flashing him a sympathetic smile before disappearing into the kitchen. Vincent joined him moments later.

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[attractive person nine o'clock]