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it's a beautiful day for a neighbor
It's been one hell of a Saturday, and it's not even noon yet.
He'd been woken up nearly at the crack of dawn by a petite pair of hands--quickly followed by a larger, stronger pair--in bed this morning and the past couple hours had consisted of the kind of vigorous activity Coop can't get out of playing basketball or going to the gym. He'd met the married couple, Sophie and Luka, during his time abroad in France nearly six years ago and when he'd decided to return to Siren Cove, he'd invited them to visit anytime. They'd accepted his offer and every third week in July, Coop takes a few days off from work--aside from emergency calls, of course--to spend some quality time with his friends.
He waves goodbye to them now with the promise of seeing them again next year as their cab pulls off the curb in front of his house. He waves until the car turns a corner and then he drops his arm to his side, rolling his neck and shoulders with a satisfied sigh and smile before offering a wave to a small group of people who pass. It takes him a moment to understand why he's getting stares as they walk by until he looks down and remembers he's not wearing much in the way of any actual clothing, save for the pair of itty bitty briefs that are really just a courtesy anyway.
He gives the group a salute, holding back a laugh at the way a couple of them trip over their own feet before they correct themselves in a hurry, and shifts his attention to the next person who approaches with a bright grin.
"Beautiful day, isn't it?"
[OOC: Be a neighbor, be coming over for a visit, or just be passing by!]
He'd been woken up nearly at the crack of dawn by a petite pair of hands--quickly followed by a larger, stronger pair--in bed this morning and the past couple hours had consisted of the kind of vigorous activity Coop can't get out of playing basketball or going to the gym. He'd met the married couple, Sophie and Luka, during his time abroad in France nearly six years ago and when he'd decided to return to Siren Cove, he'd invited them to visit anytime. They'd accepted his offer and every third week in July, Coop takes a few days off from work--aside from emergency calls, of course--to spend some quality time with his friends.
He waves goodbye to them now with the promise of seeing them again next year as their cab pulls off the curb in front of his house. He waves until the car turns a corner and then he drops his arm to his side, rolling his neck and shoulders with a satisfied sigh and smile before offering a wave to a small group of people who pass. It takes him a moment to understand why he's getting stares as they walk by until he looks down and remembers he's not wearing much in the way of any actual clothing, save for the pair of itty bitty briefs that are really just a courtesy anyway.
He gives the group a salute, holding back a laugh at the way a couple of them trip over their own feet before they correct themselves in a hurry, and shifts his attention to the next person who approaches with a bright grin.
"Beautiful day, isn't it?"
[OOC: Be a neighbor, be coming over for a visit, or just be passing by!]
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Genevieve didn't really have that kind of issue. No one really pegged her as long-term commitment material. Which was good because she absolutely wasn't. The odds of her being around long-term were pretty slim, which is why she tried to live as much as she could now.
"And I will go take a shower, thank you. I'm going to clean it first, just in case, so you have time to make them chocolate chip pancakes. And some of them shaped like dicks."
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It's really not that much of a problem, but he's had more parterns who'd thought they could change him, thought they could save the wild one, and it's not so much that he's afraid of committment; he's just not interested in being left another goddamn note.
"You disgust me. But okay, I'll do it."
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"I know, meanwhile there are so many other guys out there looking to settle down that can't land the right person. Maybe it's because one-night-stand standards are different," she mused. It wasn't really something she ever thought or worried about. Must suck for Coop to have to worry about coming off that way.
"And whatever, you love the dick shaped ones too, we both know it!" she said, ducking into the bathroom to clean and then use the shower.