It was early, almost twelve in the evening, when Kevin, Nazz, and Nathan were out in the city streets of New York. It was summer and there was heat in the air, warming their skins. Around ten am Nazz had woken up, completed her morning routine and strolled outside. She walked all the way to Kevin and Nat's apartment and, after pulling out the key they'd given her, entered their home.
A night with a twenty four pack and an ounce of marijuana between two people proved to be overly effective. Neither of the two men were happy or comfortable to awake to a noisy blonde making a racket by smacking a wooden spoon against a pan. They'd jerked awake and obtained immediate awareness of their visitor. Kevin groaned and Nathan held his head before he forced himself into a more upright position and stumbled over to the kitchen of their sizeable loft apartment to grab himself and Kevin some pain relief.
Nazz's high-pitched tone grated on the redheads nerves and the thought of him getting up and going out for the day while having a hangover had him feeling dread. Kevin responded to Nazz that the ordeal could've been postponed until a later time and Nat stumbled back in the living room and plopped down four pills onto his blanketed lap.
Nazz rolled her eyes, the motion went undetected by Kevin who was held up trying to find a partially finished non-alcoholic drink to ease the pills down his throat. Nazz skidded into the kitchen in search of milk and something tasty to fulfill her current sweet-tooth craving. She threw open the fridge door humming an incoherent tune that was slightly off-beat.
From the living room the teal-haired asslover asked where it was that the blonde so desired to go and Kevin chimed in with the inquiry of why she'd like their company.
"As I already said, I thought it would be nice to go around town and shop together," Nazz replied as she reached for a piece of devil's food cake that was wrapped up on a plate in the back of the fridge behind various fruit.
"Eating sounds good," Kevin piped up, with his voice gruff, "I'm down to go as soon as my stomach settles."
"Yay," the former blonde cheerleader cheered happily before she set down her cake on one of the abstract countertops and went towards their cupboard in search of another breakfast snack.
Nat's voice sounded groggy as he said, "I could do some chinese," as a way of showing his overall agreement in the situation.
Nazz hummed as she collected two cherry poptarts and two crisp can of ginger ale from the fridge. She carried them into the living room and distributed each man a sealed wrapper containing the poptarts. They both thanked Nazz separately before she wandered back into the kitchen to finish off the slice of cake she'd earlier gathered.
Only a few minutes of time had passed before both boys had perked up quite a bit and we're talking to one another about Nathan's boyfriend-drama problems. Just as Nazz had guessed the poptarts had worked as a quick obsorber and had diluted their insides of the beer they'd carelessly chugged down the night prior. She walked into the kitchen, her high pony-tail swaying back and forth with each step she took, and sat down on the plush footstool that was in front of Nathan's armchair.
Sipping her milk as she listened closely to their conversation for an empty space in order to make coherent input Nazz heard Nathan confirm to Kevin that his and his regularly on and off boyfriend's relationship was currently on.
"I thought he dumped you two nights ago," Nazz stated after swallowing her chewed chocolate cake.
Nat's head flipped towards Nazz, "He said he was done but apparently he meant that he was done with the way I was acting; he's really tired of me getting grabby in public," Nat said and shrugged before leaning back on his chair and stretching out his legs. He moaned, pleased, and rubbed his back deeper into the back of the chair.
Kevin lightly frowned to show his discontent, "Guess that means I'll be hearing you two again.."
The weather was nice being that it was a clear and warm sunny day in June. There was a light breeze that was barely tangible blowing through the airs of the city and softly adding a little life to the trees. As for the weather there were no complaints.
With Nazz's and a few of their own shopping bags in hand Kevin and Nathan walked down a New York City street allowing Nazz to lead the way. They were on their way to purchase theirselves lunch after Nazz had sped into cute shop after cute shop buying item after item and throwing the bagged possessions into either man's arm before speeding away again.
Amused gold met suggestive moss Green. Nathan cracked a smile and the redhead nodded in agreement. Nathan readied a running stance and bolted to the left with Kevin soon tailing behind.
"Hey," Nazz called in exclamation before she rushed off after the dark leather jacket she'd caught only a mere glimpse of, "Come back here with my stuff! Kevin!"
The three ran down three blocks into town, prior to that they jogged five more. Sweaty and a nearer black-out mode Nathan slowed down and the daywalker followed suit. Nazz was yet to be done, she slowed her jog and marched up to both men before ripping her bags out of their hands and promptly slapping each on the back.
"Ow," Nat and Kevin complained in unison with moany whines.
"Don't take my bags," Nazz firmly insisted with a smoldering glare from her sapphire blue eyes.
Nathan nodded before he checked the diamond encrusted watch hooked around his wrist and after pointed in the direction of a nice little cafe.
Everyone else commented that he had had a good idea and Kevin spoke up that it was especially good because he was starving and that particular establishment as far as he recalled sold burgers. As for the blonde who'd had exotic cuisine in mind the exercise had lead her to become hungry and she was willing to settle. She could always order out later, anyways. Nazz followed the redhead and the teal-haired man into the small cafe and reached out for a menu.
Kevin and Nat were eager to order their specials and Nazz had decided on garlic seafood soup with seasoned rice, lemon, and hot gunpowder green tea by the time they were the next people to be directly behind the cashier desk. Each individual ordered their meals from the quaint redheaded ginger cashier girl before standing off to the side.
Nathan was notorious for ordering his cheese burgers with ranch, siracha sauce and black olives. Kevin liked his burgers to be made in a more traditional fashion and opted to, as always, not make one change. After they were handed their meals atop of three stacked trays Nazz insisted that they spend their lunch period outside since it was such a preferable day. The two agreed since it was just a tad too noisy for the option of conversation within the building in which they stood and followed her out one by one.
The group sat down at one of the tables positioned outside of the cafe and started to prepare their meals for eating. Nat unwrapped his cheese burger and took a bite whilst Kevin unwrapped his own and took a generous bite of meaty goodness. What was in store for Nazz was slightly different; she removed the lid from her bowl of soup and then the lid from her container of seasoned rice before she picked up the spoon on her tray and scooped up some of the rice before holding it over the bowl of soup. Quickly, she lowered the spoon until she submerged it into the red-colored broth once beneath it and stirred in the spoonful of rice. She basically repeated the action several more times before she added in some of the red pepper sauce followed by half a lime to the broth and stirred the contents of the bowl round and round. Nazz dipped the spoon through the broth again after sipping some of her hot tea and after the meager maneuver of lifting the spoon from the soup the spoon emerged hindering some rice, a slender chunk of celery, a slice of yellow bell pepper, and a small slice of avacado from dropping into thin air.
As she entered the bites into her mouth beside her, to her right, something had clearly nabbed the redheads attention. Slowly, Nazz turned her neck to obtain a better look. All the blonde witnessed was a light lilac sweater, a brown, off-white, and green plaid skirt in a pair of mary-jane's all on a long, black haired female carrying a deep brown bag rush past. Whoever she was she had definitely caught her friend's eye and was swiftly moving from the area by rushing in between two stores.