Post by Vaetric Meri on Jul 12, 2018 6:20:01 GMT -5
Vaetric let out a sigh, slightly choked sigh of relief. He looked at the hush puppy almost accusingly, his shoulders hunched. He glanced to Erik, who had been holding him until he sat back onto his previous seat. Vaetric let out another shuddering sigh, guess he survived for another day. Erik seemed to be as relieved as his throat was, albeit it felt a bit scratchy as he massaged it. He guessed it wasn’t going to be as bad as he thought for his throat. He took another long breath, before relaxing a little. Guess he wasn’t dying today, he gave a grateful, little smile toward Erik.
He jumped as a loud voice came from behind them, glancing a little stiffly toward Cordelia as she marched toward them with an unhappy face, turning away as she almost arrived. Jumping again as she slammed her hands on the table, Vaetric couldn’t help but yelp a little as she admonished them. Vaetric began to fidget as he remembered the disgusted faces around them. He had thought earlier that they were disgusted that he was choking, before he realised that people would probably be more concerned than annoyed of his.. Throat problems. Then he realised that he had been sat on top of Erik, his face fast becoming red and not just from embarrassment. Did people think he and Erik were.. Doing something? “I.. Uhm..” He mumbled and stuttered, pointing weakly to the somewhat moisturised hush puppy. “I.. I was..” He said, voice choked, and not from the food this time as he shook his hand a little at the hush puppy. “Cho.. Uhm.. Cho.. King.. I was choking..” He said as his torso shook, just realising how, in a bid to make things less embarrassing for him, he made it EVEN MORE embarrassing. How abhorrent.
He reached into his trousers, finding it hard to take out his beli due to him sitting down stretching the fabric. When will they give him some larger trousers? He placed the beli gently on the table, deciding more was better than less, especially since he didn’t know how much the ribs cost, not that he cared, hopefully it’d also help Erik pay for the ribs as well. "S..Sorry.." He muttered, then aimed to flee the restaurant, resolving never to come here again, and never to come back to the Island either if he could help it, once they leave. He’d try to leave through the back exit, if there isn’t one, he’d go through the walk of shame to the front. He’d hide his face somewhat in his arms, leaving as quickly as possible. It was going to be an awkward power walk to the ship.
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