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Who: George and Greed
When: Monday
Where: Out and about
What: George has thoughts on Greed's odd and terrible ideas of romancing humans.

George felt restless. It was a strange kind of restlessness, one mostly unfamiliar to him. He didn't know how to put a name on it, but it felt upsetting and only got worse when he was around the people he cared about. It wasn't a constant thing, but it was flaring up today, and he just wanted to be moving around. So he'd settled on roaming through one of the many malls that dotted New York, mostly just browsing.

That was when he stumbled across a very familiar presence, and let out a long-suffering sigh. Greed was roaming around. Fantastic.

George considered heading in the opposite direction, because he had no idea if Greed would react well to seeing him. But he could be up to something nefarious. Or he could just be planning to kidnap his girlfriend again, like an idiot. George pinched the bridge of his nose, prepared for some irritation, and went to find Greed.

Threaded | Flat

Greed liked the mall. It was bouncing with all kinds of teenagers. They were practically its lifeline. Blood clots to a perfectly good vein. He wanted to stab it. Lust was at least back to her lustness, he thought he'd have to do some strange voodoo shit if she kept barfing black slime.

Teenagers were also gullible. They didn't know their ass from their elbow. All their information was based on social media. Screw books and actual living. It was always fun to bust through a group and yell something random. He had bags full of stuff and as he huddled up into a big grouping (they didn't believing in sharing the walkway space. It brought a conceded tear to his eye) he suddenly curled up his arms. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" he yelled. It was enough of a startle for them to lose sight of theory pockets. He continued to pretend his panic attack. This was always fun. He'd swipe a few of their shopping bags in the process. They all looked the same and some of his were conveniently empty.