A whole cow

As Sapphire pulls back, Gage lets her, a faint smile lingering on his lips. A bit of amusement enters his gaze. "Yeah... my stomach's been growling since I got up."

Leaning down to give her forehead one last kiss, he backs off, grabbing his toothbrush. "I'll be back in a jiffy."

True to his word, it doesn't take him long to finish getting ready to go. His feet were sore from working so he just slips on his flipflops before confining his feet in his work boots again that night. Rummaging through the little closet in the bathroom, he finds a clean navy t-shirt - it was the best he could to. Maybe now that he had a job, he'd be able to buy a few more clothes, maybe a little nicer.

Running a comb through his hair, he cocks his head at the mirror, then shakes it. Running his fingers back through his hair, he leaves it just slightly unkempt. Sapphire liked it that way. Slapping on just a hint of aftershave, he comes back out into the other room. "Alright, I'm ready."

Grinning, he slips an arm around Sapphire's shoulders to lead her to the door. "I'm thinking.... steak. I feel like I could eat a whole cow."


Having his leg pushed clear off the couch, Chance gives Destiny a look out of the corner of his eye. With just the two of them, things did get a little boring at times. Lack of entertainment could quite possibly be the reason they had reverted to childish behavior more than once. Destiny was going through a very rough time, while Chance took his job of protection very seriously. But sometimes the pressure was just too much, and breaking out and doing something quite silly was inevitable.

Putting his leg back up on the couch, he pretends to move on and pay attention to the movie. He was, however, waiting for an opportune moment. And when Destiny shifts a little bit on her side of the couch, his foot goes sliding back over to give her lower leg a strong enough bump to unseat her. Grinning evilly, he raises and lowers his eyebrows in a challenge.

And the battle starts.

First one nudge, then a push, then a light kick, then another nudge, and soon the movie was being completely ignored as they kicked, shoved and scooted with their feet. If asked, perhaps neither would have had a good answer for why they were doing this or what the ultimate goal was, but it didn't seem to matter much.

Eventually, Chance reverts to using a couple combat maneuvers in order to get Destiny's legs in an impossible position with no way she could wriggle out.

Breathing a little heavily, Chance grins, his legs wrapped around hers in a locked hold. "Take my duty for washing the dishes tonight, and I'll let you go," he bribes.