(Good..well afternoon.. I've just woken up)
Massimo looked over at the book and made a confused look. "Oh, I've never heard of that one."
Massimo hung his legs over the arm of the chair and looked over at the man,
he chewed on the end of his pencil and studied the cover of the book.
Massimo sighed and poked at the paper, not knowing what to draw,an artist's block..,he thought.

Takeo just nodded at the boy. He watched him as he tapped his paper. He thought about what he was going to draw. He sighed and relaxed lowering his book a bit and crossing his legs. His hand crept to his cheek as he leaned on it. He slanted his gaze between the book and the boy. He wanted to ask his name but wasn't sure how to go about something like that. He never did anything like that.

Massimo could feel the stare of the man across from him.
He looked out of the corner of his eye and perked up.
"Stay still!" Massimo scribbled on the paper of what looked to be
the outline of the man's face, starting at his serious and stern looking eyes.

Takeo gave a small smile as he retained his position. He assumed that he'd become his inspiration. He continued to flip his page every now and again, his eyes scannng the book then glancing at the boy. He looked so serious with his face in extreme concentration.

Massimo carefully drew his thin lips and nose, studying his drawing he thought it...
well...the man as debonair, a very charming face,he thought.
Massimo quickly shaded in the shadows of the face, an easy thing really.
He then started at his blond hair, jagged and much like his own.
Massimo grinned and scribbled his full name at the corner, Massimo Giacobbe Genero.

"Catch!" Massimo tossed the book at the man.

Takeo caught the book without looking up at it. He closed his book and laid it on the table. He then looked down at the picture in his hand and studied it. It was a really good likeness of him. He didn't feel that it captured himself though. But what did he know? He wasn't an art critic. But it was a great picture in his eye. "Nice." was all he said, and gave the boy a smile handing him back his book.

"Thanks." Massimo looked up at him and smiled back.
He looked down at the paper and set it on the table with his other things.
Massimo sighed and ran his tongue across his fangs, a habit he had since he was young.
He looked at the ceiling, not wanting to do anymore art work.

Vincent chuckled and smiled, allowing her to play with his hair. "Alright. And what shall we do first, love?" he asked, remembering what he had told her the other day. Games, movies, and dancing. At this thought, he smiled, wondering what she would want to do.

Takeo looked at the boy as he licked his teeth. He didn't pay much mind to his tongue rather than his lips. He quickly looked away. He knew it was rude to stare, and he wouldn't want to be accused of anything. He picked up his book and continued where he left off. He still glanced at the boy as he looked up boredly at the ceiling.

Massimo turned around and studied the man; his shadow traced against the wall.
He stood up and walked quietly, almost hovering over to the bookshelf at the other end of the room.
Massimo read the titles, boring, boring, boring...he thought as he went from book to book.

Robert looked over to her and followed that track again. "this is so cool..." he thought into her head. He looked over to her and kissed her head. "thank you.." he said normally.

Allie loved playing with his hair. She did it for a while longer before pulling away "are you hungry love?" she asked him "games movies and dancing sound fun to me" she said with a smile taking his hand and spinning into him gently.

Vincent smiled softly. "A little. Are you?" He chuckled as she answered his thoughts, catching her as she spun into him. "Care to be specific?" he asked, his hands snaking around her waist, pulling her back gently against his chest.

Allie looked over to him and smiled "you can drink if your hungry babe" she said softly. Smiling as he caught her spin, now laying against his back."we could dance.." she said as she slithered down his chest holding his arms so she didn't fall.

(today's probably the last day i'll be on before i leave)

Vincent smiled softly, holding Allie's hands and swiftly pulling her up with him again. "Dancing/ Shouldn't we wait for later before doing that?" he asked softly, kissing the back of her neck.

(nooo! Gonna miss you!!!)

Allie happily went back up "okay we can do that later" she said with a smile. Shivering as he kissed the back of her. "what kind of game do you wanna play?" she asked with a smile.

(gonna miss you guys too. :3)

Vincent smiled against the skin of her neck, thinking. "Hmm. Well... I have board games and video games.. I suppose we should narrow it down by picking one of those first." he said thoughtfully, wondering what kind of games she would be into. He had a pretty large assortment that he'd collected over the years, but he wasn't into a particular type.

Allie looked over to him and smiled "hmmm board games.." she said with a smile. She was too good at video games and didn't want to beat him too badly. She loved board games too. "which board games do you have?" she asked him wondering what kind of games he played.

( I just had my favorite spaghetti and meatballs = w= Mmmm)

(yumm, that's good)

(OMG @[email protected] Dizzy, maybe it's lack of food.)

Takeo smiled a bit as he watchedd boy look at books on the shelves. They obviously did not interest him. He looked as though he'd rather do anything than read those. He thought they were very interesting to tell the truth. And he found it rather amusing that someone close to his age acted so childish at the sight of them. Turthfully there were a lot of good titles back there. He couldn't remember the titles but could remember the contents.

"You're welcome for....?" she asked questioningly. She looked up at him. She was getting bored, though she was with him she was content. But she was bored. They were sitting here. She was going to have to work with him on that. But she wanted to watch a movie.

(I hate you two...... *stomach growls, groans* Ugh.......)

(yummy.. lucky. ~.~)

Vincent smiled and took her hand, leading her down a hallway and up to a closet. He opened the door to reveal a walk in closet, and smiling. "Board games are on the right." he said softly, motioning to the shelves. They were packed with all sorts of odd games, some modern, some looking rather ancient.

( and now I have French Vanilla Truffle Ice Cram. =w=)

Massimo ran his fingers across the spines of the books and sighed.
He went back to his seat empty handed, not really intrigued by reading anyway.
Massimo stared out the large window taking up the middle of the wall to the left of him.
He watched the trees sway in the wind, for there was nothing else that interested him.

(D: your making me hungry... all we have for food in my house is microwave dinners. ~.~)

(I can second that.. ice cream now.. dang! Lucky!!)

Allie smiled at him and followed him into his huge closet. She looked to the right and saw tons and tons of games. She pointed to one looking rather old "what's that one?" she pointed to it. It looked really pretty but also really old.

(I might have some popcorn later o . o XD What if it's JUMANJI!!!!! )