2019-09-06 - A Crush Crushed
Itzhak gets weepy and dramatic at his pals because sometimes he doesn't know how to emotion right. They remind him he should shut up and thank his lucky stars.
IC Date: 2019-09-06
OOC Date: 2019-06-19
Location: Somewhere on Elm Street
Related Scenes: 2019-09-05 - Put Em Up
Plot: None
Scene Number: 1472
(TXT to Ignacio) Itzhak : I met his girlfriend and the bitch is gorgeous and I hate her so much
(TXT to Itzhak) Ignacio : Oh god. Sec, lemme move
(TXT to Itzhak) Ignacio : was she impossibly nice with that sort of earth child but put together vibe like the sun woke up in the morning for the privilage to kiss her as?
(TXT to Ignacio) Itzhak : YES
(TXT to Itzhak) Ignacio : I mean hey, lucky sun
(TXT to Itzhak) Ignacio : You're not driving right now are you?
(TXT to Ignacio) Itzhak : She has this beautiful deep brown hair all fucking glossy like she's an otter or some shit and her eyes are GOLD and she's classy and she's an archaeologist and oh my god I'm gonna throw up
(TXT to August) Itzhak : No I'm not driving, I walked
(TXT to Itzhak) Ignacio : Shit, bitch, start running. Run that shit out like a gazelle
(TXT to Itzhak) Ignacio : A majestic
(TXT to Itzhak) Ignacio : fucking
(TXT to Itzhak) Ignacio : gazelle
(TXT to Itzhak) Ignacio : :pointing emoji: perra
(TXT to August) Itzhak : I CAN'T what if she sees me, I'm like a giraffe on roller skates
(TXT to Itzhak) August : you missed a chance to drive? on a day like this? soak these up while you can, rain's coming soon.
(TXT to Ignacio) Itzhak : She's young and fucking stunning and THEY KISSED IN FRONT OF ME and I never saw him look so happy
(TXT to Itzhak) August : p sure any akwardness between you and your ladies is water under the birdge big guy
<FS3> Ignacio rolls Entertainer: Good Success (8 8 7 6 4 3 2 1)
(TXT to Ignacio) Itzhak : well I just texted Roen on accident and my life is officially over now
Ignacio leans over on his stool to accept a smooch and take Miss Mags to hang out on his chest while he tests. "Yeah I'll watch her. we'll be right here." He goes back to figuring out how to text to his buddy there
(TXT to Itzhak) August : bridge too. so unless you're planning on trying out amateur night I don't see what the issue is. (also they're not going to mind you getting naked on a stage, they've been there done that)
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : The worst part is you have to be happy for the guy if he's your friend. That's the worst bb. I'm sorry.
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : ooh group chat!
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : Look if you love someone and they got something else going on you have to let them go
(TXT to Ignacio Itzhak) August : I have the feeling I have missed part of a conversation here.
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : it's near impossible to tranq dart someone from close range
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : there's a minimum distance on that shit
(TXT to Ignacio Itzhak) August : ...is this about alexander
(TXT to Ignacio August) Itzhak : HE LOOKED SO HAPPY
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : so who the hell we talking about?
August grunts, leans back in his office chair and sighs. "Yyyyep, it is."
(TXT to Ignacio Itzhak) August : he's talking about alexander and isabella
(TXT to Ignacio Itzhak) August : listen to ignacio he's right
(TXT to August Ignacio) Itzhak : She came over to the gym and kissed him and she GOT THIS LOOK and I have no chance no, no hope, none
"Don't let it go to your head, de Santos," August mutters.
Ignacio yells from the front of the shop, "Boss are you here?"
"No," August calls back.
(TXT to Ignacio August) Itzhak : She looks like one of those new age posters of some goddess, she's so hot I don't have to wonder what he sees in her because it's PAINFULLY OBVIOUS
Ignacio murmurs "man the sound quality on this chat is so lifelike..." He wanders over to August's office with a loo of concentration. "Which one's she again?"
(TXT to Itzhak Ignacio) August : last I checked you had something going on with two gorgeous women, both amazing. I get missing dick but there's lots of other dick in this town. soon as you find another one to crush on you'll be embarrassed you're saying any of this.
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : This is why I don't date man. all these closet daddy issues
(TXT to August Ignacio) Itzhak : He just kissed her and they both started glowing and don't call me out like this Roen I'm busy
Ignacio looks up to August and Miss Mags, "Don't relay that out of context please. There's a method to my madness here."
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : Are you busy running? Becuase you can turn anger into awesome
August is busily swiping away when Ignacio comes in. "She's an archaeologist. Diver, I think she said. Good looking, brilliant, you know." He shrugs as if to say 'generally what most people would want in a woman'. "She's not the problem, the problem is his crush on Alexander is at Leaning Tower of Pisa levels and he's dying for a guy to ride him like a wild mustang. Soon as that happens he'll be fine." It occurs to him, briefly, that maybe this was TMI for Ignacio. Maybe. Then he shrugs.
(TXT to August Ignacio) Itzhak : fine okay I'm running
Ignacio blinks
Ignacio gets very busy texting.
(TXT to Itzhak Ignacio) August : it's true that men come with their own barrel of laughs.
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : Run Itzhak Ruuuuun! outrun your problems and that beautiful brilliant bitch you didn't take not-your man because that would be a kidnapping felony!
(TXT to Ignacio Itzhak) August : you're being called out because I don't want to see you ruin your friendship with alexander over something as dumb as high school era jealousy.
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : besides if you love someone let them go
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : because tranq darts have a minimum range for effective use
(TXT to August Ignacio) Itzhak : I could only run half a block I just got done sparring Joey Kelly, I might die
(TXT to Ignacio August) Itzhak : you're killing me here de Santos
(TXT to Ignacio Itzhak) August : get yourself a lunch and a coffee. take a second.
(TXT to August Ignacio) Itzhak : oh my God I'm so fucking stupid, why would he ever be interested in me when he has her. Goodbye forever I'm going to dig a hole and pull it in after me
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : well you can outrun me so that's a start.
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : Yaaaaaay you're winnin, 'mano!
(TXT to August Ignacio) Itzhak : stop making me laugh I can't breathe
August gets a Look on his face. "Fine. Time for bad cop."
(TXT to Itzhak Ignacio) August : real nice what you're saying about isolde there champ
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : can I say something as your friend and I'd like to think extended family?
Ignacio waves a hand< "Sec, boss, lemme try something."
August gestures at Ignacio. "Please do," he says, setting his phone aside resolutely.
(TXT to August Ignacio) Itzhak : I AM GOING TO PLAY LEGEND OF ZELDA WITH ALL YOUR POTS ROEN
Ignacio smiles to the boss man with a wink
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : Remember when you hit me for saying that thing in the shop during the potlunch that time and you hit me?
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : this is me hitting you back
(TXT to August Ignacio) Itzhak : yeah I remember
(TXT to August Ignacio) Itzhak : Duck you
August starts to swipe something, stops. Finishes it anyways and hits send.
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : because what you just said is what I have is never going to be enough. And I think both those gals are pretty terrific but this is kinda balls. I know this because you taught me
(TXT to Itzhak Ignacio) August : and when I fix them all, what then.
(TXT to Itzhak Ignacio) August : what he said.
Ignacio reaches out for the high five with a lopsided grin. "I think he'll be okay. Reality sometimes just stings."
(TXT to August Ignacio) Itzhak : [ten minutes later] OK. Fine. Yes. I'm being an asshole, what else is news
August returns the high five, even manages a tired, weak smile since he and Ignacio are on the same page.
(TXT to August Ignacio) Itzhak : OK I'm home I have to go cry in the shower I'm sure I'll text you later embarrassed af
(TXT to Itzhak Ignacio) August : it's what we're here for.
"At least he said this to us," August says, raising his eyebrows at Ignacio. "Not Isolde."
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : What else is new is you managed to show a guy who'd pretty much given up on ever dating again how to pull his head out of his ass and I'm a fucking wreck. So. I think you need to tae a look at yout last set of 6 people yu texted and realize maybe you're not the wreck you feel like you are right now
"Dude that woman's fire, I won't lie." He looks up to August with a slow nod and sighs, "Patience o Job in these Gray Harbor gals to put up with our squirly Big Apple asses."
"Yeah, well. Guess that just means you have to make sure to be worth the effort." August chases that with a smirk, gets back to paperwork on is tablet.
(TXT to August Ignacio) Itzhak : [After another long stretch of silence, about thirty minutes or so] Sorry I'm a moron. Tell me what you want to make for dinner and I'll pick up the stuff.
Ignacio muses to August, "Yeah especially after yesterday. Trust me, I'm really trying." In more ways than one as he's sitting on August's desk in the middle of what was progress. Miss mags shoves her nose in his ear making it very difficult to type, flinch, and not dump the rat on teh floor.
(TXT to Itzhak August) Ignacio : I'm thinking falafel. We haven't had decent falafel in forever. You'll feel better.
(TXT to August Ignacio) Itzhak : Falafel it is, see you at 6. Thanks for putting up with my dysfunctional bullshit
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