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✧ location: duvont home // oishī tabemono ✧ mood: hungry ✧ theme: tea? ✧​

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Text from Elisa bby:​

H-hibachi?! There's a new Hibachi place!! SPARKLES!​

We have to go! Let's go now! It's a half hour till eleven &​

you know how great we are at losing the track of time Ha​

Ha ha! Think you can pick me up? I don't know where it is​

\shame\ u A u plus you know I can't drive lol​

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A ride...? Would Mom let him take the car out again? Taking it out for rehearsals was already a big push; she was quite the protective mother, despite Richie being eighteen. He sighed and diverted his eyes from the teli, titling his head back over the couch to see the kitchen door. "Mooooom, is it okay if I drive Elisa to that new hibachi place on Leroy? We want to have lunch together, then we'll probs go to rehearsal then maybe she could come here...?" He wasn't quite sure about the rehearsal part, since they usually didn't go on Sundays but eh, maybe they'd switch things up. Richie hoped not though; Sunday was usually their only day to hang out. He heard his mother murmur something to Ariella with a giggle, then reply, "Sure honey! I don't see why not~" Richie smiled gratefully and replied with a 'thank you' and he pulled out his phone.

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Text to Elisa bby:​

ofc i can pick you up babes~​

i'm about to head to your house so be ready!​

also my outfit is p cute too so maybe we'll be matching * 3 *​

OH OH also the hibachi place is on leroy place right next to the candy shoppe!​

remember the ice cream place used to be there? ...those were fun times haha~ c:​

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After he sent the message, he shut the teli off and grabbed the keys by the door. He opened the door and almost shut it before he remembered to grab a cozy jacket. He yelled a 'goodbye' to his family with a final slam of the door and headed to the car. Opening the door, Richie then put the key in the ignition and drove off. He reached Elisa's home in no time. The two exchanged friendly greetings as the boy turned the music volume louder. He sang along to the tune with ease, since he heard the song so many times!

If you try to float on water, I'll make you sink
In the circle I made, you're all around
You just answer questions again that I didn't even ask
But I still won't shoot an arrow like you did

How about being a little more nice to me?
Your abrupt speech hurts so much
I really don't like
Becoming used to it
All, all, all of it is disappointing

I'm scarred by your words soaked in poison
I gave you a second chance
You're definitely trouble, trouble, trouble
You waited for the right time
You shoot, shoot, shoot
I hoot, hoot, hoot

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The duo reached Oishī Tabemono [ Yummy Food ] in no time. The waiter sat them down with a smile and asked them what they would like to drink. Richie looked to Elisa, who seemed to be in a daze despite being chatty just moments ago. Maybe she was taking in the atmosphere of the restaurant? He shrugged and shooed the waiter away [ not literally shooed though lol he's not a dick ], telling him they would think about it. He nodded and disappeared into--what he assumed--was the kitchen; Richie peaked at the menu curiously. Ugh, he was so hungry he could literally eat anything! His eyes peered at Elisa as he asked sweetly, "What are you planning to have? I'm thinking... chicken and steak, perhaps." He smiled at her, hoping she was alright.

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✧ location: duvont home ✧ mood: normal ✧ theme: tea? ✧​

✧ affection: -- ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ✧ ​

✧ ooc: mature / suggestive themes...! ✧​

Groaning, Richie instinctively checked his phone as he awoke. He had two messages, from Elisa and Zach. He was tempted to reply then, but when he looked down and saw his comforter still over him, he decided he should take a shower and get dressed first. Exiting the bed, the boy threw together a cute outfit consisting of a fox sweater, lavender skinny jeans [ that match his newly-acquired glasses ], orange scarf, white sneakers, and golden key necklace [ which he wears everyday ]. Once it was assembled, he quickly hopped in the shower.

Once Richie applied his conditioner, he had to let it set for at least fifteen minutes for maximum softness. It was at this time that the green-eyed boy would truly release his anxiety and relax. His fingers did wonders in the art of pleasure... he pinned himself against the cold, tiled wall and took himself on a journey. Oh... it felt so good. He allowed his imagination to control him and imagined a variety of people
in the shower with him. When Richie felt himself coming close, he moaned quietly and pumped / fingered faster. He huffed, "A-ah... ahhhhhh...!"

Richie wrapped his towel around his waist, allowing his bare chest to dry on its own. After cleaning out his ears, he dried his blonde hair with the blow dryer. He preferred it to air drying because it left his hair more fluffy and smoother. However,--as he learned from Elisa--it damaged his hair; she suggested a spritz to protect it, and it had been working flawlessly since. Looking in the mirror, Richie was pleased with the look and feel of his hair and left the bathroom.

He threw on his outfit and pulled out his phone, finally reading the two messages:

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Text from Elisa bby:​

WAKE UP RICHIE! We desperately need to hang out.​

Let's do it today, before rehearsals!! I just put together​

a pretty cute outfit today and I am NOT putting it to​

waste HAHA Get into something super adorable and​

contact me ASAP!! ^ 0 ^​

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Text from Zach:​

Hello​

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Richie smiled and replied:

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Text to Elisa bby:​

oh my glob i am so sorry... again ; ^ ;​

of course i'd love to hang out bbycakes <333​

...but where do you want to hang? my house? your house...?​

oh oh maybe the cafe or we could have lunch at that new hibachi place!​

sorry again babes... :'c​

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Text to Zach:​

hi there! how are you?​

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After he sent the messages, his stomach growled menacingly. He was starving, so hopefully Elisa would accept his hibachi suggestion. He walked down the stairs and headed into the living room. The door to the kitchen was ajar, and Richie was very tempted to make himself a sandwich or something. But he resisted and anxiously waited for his best friend to reply. He sighed and laid down on the plush couch, turning on the teli. The Amazing World of Gumball was on and he giggled with excitement. It was one of his favorite shows since it always lifted his mood and made him joyful. Gumball and Darwin were his favorite characters since they were the silliest; the situations they got themselves into, and how they tried to solve it, always made him laugh.

Footsteps diverted his attention from the teli to the stairs. His mother and younger sister, Ariella, emerged at the base of the stairs and greeted him. He replied with a simple 'hello' as they went into the kitchen. For a moment, he wondered where his twin Ryder didn't come down with them. He usually didn't sleep this late... was he alright? To distract himself, Richie checked his phone again, to see no one had replied yet. He sighed and turned his attention back to the teli.

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✧ location: theater [ auditorium ] ✧ mood: upset // cheery ✧ theme: tea? ✧​

✧ affection: -- ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ✧ ​

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"Thanks Richie. I think I've got it matching."

The interruption caused the boy to stutter on his next word. He was going to continue the song ( even though Noëlle didn't catch his signalling to start playing the piano ), since it was not yet complete, but the booming voice's remarks made him stop almost instantly. He sighed sadly as a crew member approached him and snatched the microphone away.

That felt a lot more depressing than it should have been.

He felt so... in the zone when he was singing. It was so... amazing, to say the least. He had managed to successfully tune out all the distracting noise of the auditorium, and felt at peace as he sang. From the vibrations in his throat, to the voice that rang through his head, Richie sensed everything that revolved about him and the music.

He turned around to the others ( who had yet to say anything about his "performance"; Richie couldn't determine if this was a good or bad thing ) and shed his upset demeanor for a more friendly and approachable one. He slyly smiled at them as he approached the piano, leaning against it slightly.

"Hello, good afternoon."

Elisa...? A genuine smile crumbled his guise as she approached the piano group with her greeting and leaned in close. She murmured, "Sorry I got lost wandering around the school again." Richie giggled happily; he knew she had a bad habit of wandering whenever she was waiting for someone, and it made him chuckle every time. "That's...so..cute!" He replied quietly, laughs slightly interrupting each word. Richie continued with, "I'm glad you're here now though. We can talk about hanging out later!" The boy could barely contain his excitement; maybe they'd make another video today perhaps? Or maybe just relax with some hot cocoa and enjoy each other's company? The possibilities made him giddy. Elisa's energetic aura was contagious, obviously, since it reformed the green-eyed boy's previous attitude to a more jolly, positive one.

It was one of the many quirks about having Elisa as a best friend forever. <3

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✧ location: theater [ auditorium ] ✧ mood: cheerful // melodic ✧ theme: tea? ✧​

✧ affection: -- ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ✧ ​

✧ ooc: the song is tell me your wish ( genie ) by snsd...! <333 ✧​

"Thanks, haha. I've been playing for ... hmm ... as long as I can remember, really. I think I was first enrolled in classes when I was around seven or eight, but I've always had an affinity towards the piano."

Richie nodded at Noëlle with a cheery grin. He was about to continue their conversation until she pulled out her phone. She passed him an apologetic glance, which he countered with his continuing smile. Again, he attempted to continue their interaction until Sophie appeared ( seemingly out of nowhere ) and informed her about some musical score or something. He sighed and opened his mouth wide to speak...

...Only to be cut off by Julius...

...Then Erik...

The boy figured the interruptions would last forever at this rate. For the final time, Richie began to speak until he was interrupted by none other than the very person she was trying to converse with. He groaned under his breath, and was honestly about to walk away when his ears shot up at the sound of...

"You should hop up here and sing for us, Richie!"

Richie felt his heart flutter as the sweet words echoed in his mind. He adored singing; if there was one last thing the blonde-haired boy could do before he died, it would be to sing. From a young age ( about three or four ), Richie knew he wanted to be some time of singer. Anything: small town theater troop, a professional recording artist, the star in a Broadway musical... anything would do as long as it involved singing. Richie's emerald eyes gazed upon Noëlle as she continued, "Do you sing...?"

Again the boy nodded, but this time with much more enthusiasm. He didn't want to seem too eager though, so he replied with an innocent, "I do but... are you sure...?" He looked to stage left, where Erik's voice once rang from. His eyes darted back to Noëlle; he was too ecstatic to wait for her answer. He quickly made his way to the person holding the mic and plucked it from his hand, murmuring a gleeful 'thank you'. Richie returned to the stage, poised and ready to go...

...And so he began to sing sweetly to the tune Noëlle played previously. It sounded very familiar to another song he knew, so he sang along to the words of that one. He secretly hoped Noëlle would catch on and begin to play again; the duo would become a marvelous duet.

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Tell me your wish​

Tell me that small dream you have inside of your heart​

Draw that ideal person you have inside of your head​

I'm your genie, I'm your dream, I'm your genie...​

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Release your body into the trembling beating of your heart like a Harley​

Now this world is simply your stage​

The waves of cheers​

In my heart, your body temperature is my path​

Forever your biggest fan...​

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Tell me your wish​

Don't the boring days bother you?​

Have you become buried by your ordinary life?​

Now stop and wake up​

You are my superstar, shining star, super star... ​

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✧ location: theater [ auditorium ] ✧ mood: cheerful ✧ theme: tea? ✧​

✧ affection: -- ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ✧ ​

✧ ooc: -- ✧​

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Text from Elisa bby:​

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Good morning Richie! Sorry I couldn't respond to you last night, ​

I fell asleep right after updating my blog hehehe I'm sorry! u A u;; ​

Anyway, see you in rehearsals soon! ​

I'm going to come early since my mom has work today. ​

If you're not too busy we should definitely hang out!​

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Richie pulled out his phone as he walked into the auditorium. He wasn't able to check it prior since he woke up late and even getting to Fortissimo on time was a challenge. Despite it being the weekend, the blonde-haired boy still felt it was his duty to be punctual. And yet, he didn't even have that much to do... maybe this wasn't the best idea; he would much rather be home right now on the computer, or hanging out with Elisa. Elisa... Richie looked back to his phone, which was clutched tightly in his palm. Anyway, see you in rehearsals soon! He smiled as he remembered why he came after all.

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Text to Elisa bby:​

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sorry i didn't get to reply! i was asleep orz ; ^ ; ​

but i'm at the theater now!! ^ u ^ where are you? ​

i don't have much to do anymore lol so maybe we could hang out! * 3 * ​

we can talk about hanging out after practice when i see you! <333​

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The sound of delightful music could be heard as Richie slipped the phone into his pocket. He was... mesmerized by the lovely, hypnotic melody of piano keys. His eyes wandered to the stage, where he saw a lone girl on the piano. He squinted, and the image of Noëlle became crystal. It was as if he had no control over his body as it forced its way to the melodic siren. He approached her calmly, and said delightfully, "That sounds... beautiful, Noëlle. It's legit so soothing and peaceful... you're really good at playing piano. How long have you been playing?" He spoke casually, despite almost never have spoken with the red-haired girl before.

He didn't care if he sounded weird though, he needed to tell her how great she was. It made Richie happy whenever someone complimented his voice or clarinet playing. He wanted to pass the joy onto others, because they should know how skilled they are. At least, that's what his mother always used to say. He giggled cheerfully as the music continued to fill his ears with pure bliss.

richie... #mature

http://www.zerochan.net/full/1449038

ooc: i had a good post but i lost it on my dumb phone :c

richie was like omg i'm home hey bitchy little sis and dickhead older brother and naggy mother. he recollected on meeting his boi zach ( "happened" over timeskip ) and thinks real deep and dramatic like about his feelings for quentin. ooooooooooooh inner termoil omg but yeah then he was all like let me text my biffle elisa good night and his white ass went to sleep

noba-senpai... can you make one for me...? i-it's not like their good or a-anything though...! .///.

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✧ location: ensemble room ✧ mood: content ✧ theme: tea? ✧​

✧ affection: quentin ❤ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ✧ ​

✧ ooc: suggestive theme...? ✧​

[/url]"Reviewing the composer's notes for her. What brings you here?"

Richie looked up from his notes to Quentin, who seemed really absorbed in his--well, Sophie's--notes. Was he uninterested in talking with him? He sighed and answered, "Sophi e said to check the climax lyrics with the music." Holding up his notepad so Quentin could see, he added, "We were both in the copy room. I don't exactly why she had me come to you." He looked to the notes in the brown-haired man's hand. "Unless those are the musical notes for the climax song...?" Richie etched closer to Quentin, almost looking over his shoulder to view the papers. Realizing how odd and childish that seemed, the boy quickly moved back to his original position. Unfortunately, he hadn't looked on long enough to see what the notes were for.

Quentin still seemed to have his undivided attention on the notes, so maybe he didn't notice.

Hopefully.

Blushing, Richie peeked from his lap back to Quentin. He whispered the word climax to himself and allowed his mind to travel to... unclean places. He abruptly shook his head. 'No... don't go back down that track Richie...'

. . .

'Damn he looks fine though.'

i don't care what anyone says lol les mis is such a great movie like ugh i can't even describe how much i love it ; ^ ;

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✧ location: ensemble room ✧ mood: content ✧ theme: tea? ✧​

✧ affection: -- ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ✧ ​

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[/url]"He should be in the auditorium. If not, you should check the ensemble room with the grand piano." Sophie paused and pulled out her phone. Maybe it was Quentin...? She looked back up shortly before glancing at her phone again, adding, "He'll be done with the work when you're done. If you care to practice with him, he'll be there."

Richie nodded and waved trio goodbye as he headed out the door. He breathed a sigh of relief; Sophie was quite the tough one when it came to being conversational, from what he could tell, but it went smoother than he expected. However, he felt the atmosphere in there was stuffy and it made the boy a little uncomfortable.

Quickly locating his tote bag, Richie looked inside to make sure all his notes were still in there ( which they were ). He then scanned the auditorium, and didn't spot Quentin anywhere. His brown hair and blue eyes flashed through the boy's mind as he flung the bag over his shoulder and began to walk towards the ensemble room.

He opened the one of the doors to the hallway ( opposite the one of the copy room ) carefully. It was pretty heavy, so Richie had to use both hands once he opened in a crack. He placed one of those wooden stoppers to keep the door ajar; he proceeded down the hallway and made the first right, then the first left. The ensemble room ( note: just imagine a grand piano by the chairs on the left lol ) was the last door at the end of the dead-end hallway. Approaching the door, he peeked through the small rectangle of glass. The lights were on, which was a good sign someone was in there.

As a force of habit, Richie knocked lightly two times ( and waited a few seconds for a response, to which there was none ) and opened the door. Immediately he spotted Quentin sitting by the grand piano, on the bottom row of the thing that choir people would stand on ( the word slipped his mind ) when performing. Quentin seemed to absorbed in whatever he was doing to notice him, so Richie quietly sat down next to him and greeted softly, "Hey there Quentin. What are you working on...?"

Waiting for a response, Richie placed his tote bag down next to him and pulled out of his notebook that he kept all his musical notes for The Girl in Watercolors in. Gripping the book with both hands, the green-eyed boy rested his hands on his lap as he crossed his legs. He opened it to his latest entry, and looked to Quentin with a bright smile.

i've only used gimp so... i can't really say it's better / worse compared to photoshop.

but i can say that i enjoy it a lot and i think it's p cool! c:

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✧ location: fortissimo theater [ copy room ] ✧ mood: hungry ✧ theme: tea? ✧​

✧ affection: -- ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ✧ ​

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[/url]"Good afternoon, Richie. Did you give Quentin the climax lyrics so that he could check it with the song?"

Richie shook his head no, and replied, "Not yet. I was planning on giving them to him after I got a bite to eat." He paused and took another bite of the donut, the creme slightly spilling out of its revealed center. The fallen creme landed on his hand; he finished the donut quickly and sucked the creme from off his hand. Feeling his cheeks turn rosy, Richie hoped no one would notice as he grabbed a napkin from behind and wiped the saliva off.

He heard the other boy in the room introduce himself as Oliver. Richie watched him as he got up and opened the fridge, which was right next to the counter. He was tempted to introduce himself as well, but he figured it was mainly geared towards the two girls. Looking back to Sophie, the boy said, "I'll, uh, go look for him now. Do you have any idea where Quentin might be?"

Richie doubted she would know... she wasn't his keeper after all. But if anyone had the slightest idea of where Quentin might be, it would be her. The name had a sour taste on his tongue; after the incident at McDonald's a few years back, the two had barely spoken. This musical was the first time Richie had seen him in a long while and... he wasn't sure how he felt about it. His affection for Quentin almost ceased that day, but the remnants of the crush still lingered in his mind.

Upon remembering that day two years ago, Richie also thought about Tucker and Bryan. He'd kept in closer contact with those two, but Bryan more-so. Despite this, the contact was still minimal. The Girl in Watercolors was a great way for him to reconnect with his crushes, and his old friends in general. But none of them could compare to Elisa, who was his best friend. Their bond, unlike the others from Camp Fortissimo, had only grown stronger. If everyone else had finished, all he needed was Elisa by his side...

Richie snapped back to the present, and continued to smile as he waited for Sophie's answer.

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✧ location: fortissimo theater [ copy room ] ✧ mood: hungry ✧ theme: tea? ✧​

✧ affection: -- ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ✧ ​

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Richie[/url] slung the tote bag over his shoulder, reaffirming its comfortable position. He walked into the auditorium and was greeted by the sweet sound of senseless theater chatter. He always seemed to notice the actors rehearsing lines first, which he figured was because he wanted to get the lead role. When he heard that the position was reserved for college students and staff, he was ecstatic. He loved the stage, but was heartbroken when he discovered it was already taken by Torvald. Richie had seen him a few times during rehearsals; he had a minor dislike for him, but nothing too major. The two had yet to talk, so he couldn't really judge him.

Eventually, Richie decided on working behind the scenes and become the lyricist. He had written a few little songs before for large family events and such, but finally he could show off his musical talents ( minus singing and the clarinet of course ). Besides, he already did most of the work so these rehearsals were basically a social time for the boy. He enjoyed it since he'd be able to spend more time with Elisa and still meet some new people.

As he placed his bag on one of the vacant chairs, Richie felt his stomach growl. He overslept through breakfast and had to skip lunch to try to make it to rehearsal on time ( to no avail ), so he was starving. He quickly thought of where to grab the quickest bite to eat, and immediately imagined the copy room. It always supplied his favorite donut, Boston Kreme. His mouth began to tingle with excitement as his legs quickly carried him to the room of glory.

His almost-running pace halted immediately as he opened the door and saw who was inside: Sophie, Pierce, and Oliver. With a slightly embarrassed smile, Richie waved to the trio and made his way to the counter that held the snacks and coffee. He poured himself a mug of the rich beverage, and grabbed his Boston Kreme. Turning around and leaning against the counter top, the boy greeted ( after taking a bite out of the delicious pastry and swallowing ), "Hey there everyone!" It was mainly intended for Sophie since the two got a little closer through the musical, but it would have been extremely rude to single out the other two.

Pulling out his bottle of pills, Richie popped one in his mouth and washed it down with the strong coffee. He almost coughed in disgust.

...He forgot to add the sugar and cream.

Making a slight face, the blonde-haired boy quickly added his needed ingredients and took another sip. A face of delight replaced his prior sour one. Looking back to the group, he smiled again.

i don't know why imgur saved it as a jpg but i promise it's better quality than this ;~;

anyway... yoonaaaa~~ <333

richie as lyricist please thank you! c:

oh pfft i understand how ~secretive~

yay that sounded like fun! what game did you play? O:

sabby mama anything new dear~? i've missed you sammich! :c