Shopping~

Apr. 6th, 2009 08:06 am
[identity profile] crystalreport.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] wrfmlogsarchive

Who: Crys, Amy, and Will
What: Shopping for wedding dresses
Where: Radiant Garden
When: Last week
Notes: Tag line from "A Wink and a Smile" by Harry Connick. Jr

It was the first time she had been back in Radiant Garden for months.

Practically skipping out of the Gummi Ship, Crys thought about what she would do once she saw Amy. There would be glomping, and more glomping... She giggled a bit, feeling the fresh air tickle in her nose.

She had almost forgotten how beautiful this place was. It was like her second home after all, and a feeling of happiness slowly sank to her heart as she looked around at her surroundings.

"Isn't this great, Will?" She turned around with a smile, but then her eyes widened with surprise when she noticed he wasn't standing behind her. "Will?" Walking up to the Gummi Ship, she noticed him still sitting inside with an expression of indignation on his face.

"Will! C'mon, don't be childish! You'll love the place!"

Picking up the recycling bin on the floor of the ship which conatined the Flan named Bloo, she took his arm with her other hand and dragged him out amidst his cries of protest.

Although Crys couldn't tell the future, she knew it would be a long day.

Date: 2009-04-06 09:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shadowchaser.livejournal.com
Amy leaned against the window of the dress shop where she'd planned to meet Crys and Will and bit her lip lightly, watching people pass by. She hoped they'd show soon, before she lost her nerve. Thoughts of eloping were still running through her mind, despite the fact that everyone was expecting a wedding. She didn't want to disappoint them, but...

"Damn nerves," She muttered. Pushing away from the window, she turned to study the dresses on display. Nothing fancy, nothing pink...dear God, nothing pink. Amy grinned a little to herself. She could always tease Crys with that in regards to her wedding...whenever that would be. She knew her friend hadn't met Mr. Right yet, or at least thought she hadn't. She'd have to bother her about Will, preferably without the man in question within earshot. Crys smacking her in the head with a bag was going to be enough of a headache.
Edited Date: 2009-04-06 09:50 pm (UTC)

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