It's... Strange - Avdol x Polnareff

Careful Fingers

----[Today at 10:02]----

Avdol:

<Poker at my place tonight, interested?)

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Texting had not made Polnareffs feelings any less intense. In fact, the currently very excited French man's affections towards the man inviting him over for a poker night had only grown in the few weeks that they had been exchanging messages.

Avdols visits to the cafe had decreased a lot since he started to fully work under Joseph, which although it made Jean upset, he found that instead it meant that he cherished the moments they could spend together even more and made him look forward to each night where he could crawl under his covers and spend hours texting the man that held all his attention.

Today was a day off for Jean which meant that for the whole day he had nothing else to do but laze around, watch some T.V. and eat food. He wasn't complaining too much however as it meant that he was able to catch up on some much needed rest after all the time he spent staying up late at night. Sitting up from the couch, Jean padded over to his room to inspect his clothes, wanting to make sure he would have a good enough outfit for tonight before confirming whether or not he was going. After a few fruitless minutes of searching he finally found something he considered decent enough, thumbing the material and feeling pleased to note that it was soft and nice to the touch. It was one of his newer shirts.

----[Today at 10:20]----

Polnareff:

(Cya 2Night!😄>

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"Est-ce que je regarde bien?" Jean fidgeted nervously as he questioned Sherry, wanting to get her input on the outfit he chose for tonight. She gave him a thorough look over, making him turn around so she could see the whole outfit before grinning widely and giving two thumbs up. Jean preened. Letting out a long sigh of relief, he grabbed the keys and gave himself one last look over, making sure his hair was in its usual updo, all hairs in place. He noticed with slight dissatisfaction that his eyebrows were starting to grow out again, reminding himself to shave them the next time he gets the chance.

Running his hands along his short sleeve button down shirts material, he heard himself give a sing songed hum. He felt giddy. He gave Sherry a quick peck on her cheek as a goodbye and a short wave, exiting the apartment and heading for his car. Once inside he turned on the maps for his phone and plugged in the destination, putting on his favourite playlist and heading to Avdols for poker night.

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"I won" Jotaro produced a royal flush and everyone groaned in unison, forking over their small piles of bills and handing their cards to the dealer, who in this case was a smug looking Kakyoin, having decided to deal rather then play. The others had to to agree it had been a smart decision.

"Alright well, I guess I should get us all some refills before we start up again. Any requests?" Avdol stood and stretched, feeling his back and arms give a few pops in response, his body feeling a lot more relaxed now that the tension of the game was momentarily halted.

"Ah! I'll have one of those beers you've got lying around!" Joseph yelled his request before going back to trying to convince his grandson to give him some of the cash he just won. Jotaro swiftly denied.

"May I have another one of those cherry bombs you made last time please?" came Kakyoins polite reply. "Jotaro do you want one as well?" the two teens exchanged a small conversation between themselves in Japanese, presumably about drinks until the redheads face turned the same colour as his hair and Jotaro looked all too pleased with himself, nodding to Avdol to indicate he'll have the same.