Sota felt Kairi jump, but when he turned towards her, she appeared calm. Confused, he turned back around to face the old man. "How much for the art pad?" he asked. The old man leaned forward to examine the art pad. He stared at Kairi for a second, then back at Sota, and smiled, "For the young couple, it's on the house."
O_O What kind of nail polish is that?
No thanks; I work in a lab, with bunsen burners. You know, those things that like to send flammable stuff in flames? Like nail polish, for example?
Uh, no thanks. I've already worn make up twice in my life, I don't need to add 'painted nails once' to the list.
Sota led the way to the check out counter, where an old man was at the rechister.
It's at the point where you could strangle the victims with a cordless phone. XDD
Exactly how long do you have to be here before you're considered 'veteran'? Because I've been here for quite a while, and I don't think I would qualify if I was on as long as the others.
No problem.
Doing that now. Had a slight prob come up, but doing it now. Later. ^^
Sota snapped out of his trance of the pretty colored pencils. He quickly shook his head, "Brr, nice job. Okay, let's go pay for it."
Sota looked about, but soon got distracted by the pencils.
Sota scratched his head, "...well, this shouldn't be too hard. I mean, it's only an art pad..." Sota started walking down the isles, looking for where the art pads might be.
Sota smiled at Kairi, "Okay, is there any particular kind of art pad that you'd like?"
...?? What kind of problem are you dealing with?? :eek:
Zombies ran away at the sight of you. :3
Well, whatever happens, be sure to do this: Laugh it off.
Sota led the two to an old looking building with a paint brush sign on the front. "Wow," he said, "I haven't been here since I was a kid...I'm surprised it's still here." He led Kairi inside and looked around.
Just make sure it's not the hard way.
I loved Ansem's/Diz, Aerith...Mandy Moore's could've fit better when she was talking to Cloud. The one that annoyed me the most was Princess Jasmine's; they did not find a good substitute.
About you not being very good at taking care of yourself.
