Gaynor was currently at Randy's Mini Mart wearing a purple, fluffy-necked jacket while browsing for some snacks and drinks to buy. He was mainly staring at the sweets and the sodas. For very long.
...He's being indecisive at the moment.
...He's being indecisive at the moment.
Will couldn’t help but grumble at Gaynor’s indecisiveness, sighing. “Would you hurry up?” He asked, being his normal kind of grumpy self. In reality, he was just pretty hungry, and loved Randy’s Mini Mart.
Gaynor looked to William and whined, "I'm trying! Stop rushing me!" He then looked back at the shelves in contemplation, messing with his coat with one hand as he did so. "It's not my fault there's so many good flavors of sodas and so many different kinds of tasty sweets."
They all looked good, what else could he say?
He had to fight the urge to buy them all.
They all looked good, what else could he say?
He had to fight the urge to buy them all.
Will grumbled some more, tapping his foot in anticipation. “Fine, but hurry up.” He wasn’t usually one to have fights or start major conflicts, more so make a wisecracking comment and leave it at that.
Gaynor glanced around until he saw a small bag of white, powdered donuts and his eyes lit up with excitement. He grabbed the bag and then looked at them. "Okay, I've decided what snack I want." He said, then waited for a few seconds, "Now to find a soda I want." He said, practically sliding across the marble floor, over to the cooler. After a moment of staring at the cooler, instead of making a decision... "Will~" Gaynor turned to William, saying his name in a sing-song voice, "You want anything? Snack? Drink?" He asked.
“I can pay for it myself!” He spat, crossing his arms. “I-I’m not a baby…I can do it myself…” he muttered, glancing away from Gaynor and back at the snacks.
"Okay, okay, sheesh-" Gaynor looked back at the cooler, then spotted some orange soda so he opened it and pulled that out.
He held the bag of powdered donuts and the bottle of orange soda in his arms. Then with a mischievous smirk, he quipped, trying to sound like William; "Hurry up and pick something-"
Gaynor cracked up laughing before he could even finish saying Will's name.
He held the bag of powdered donuts and the bottle of orange soda in his arms. Then with a mischievous smirk, he quipped, trying to sound like William; "Hurry up and pick something-"
Gaynor cracked up laughing before he could even finish saying Will's name.
Will rolled his eyes at Gaynor, spitting back at him, “Shut up!” He quipped, before quickly grabbing some Doritos and a Pepsi (not a sponsor /j) paying for them, and turning around to look at Gaynor. “There. See how easy that was?”
Gaynor whipped around, turning his back to William and heading to the counter; "Yeah, yeah." He rolled his eyes, with a soft smile.
He set the stuff on the counter and waited for the cashier to ring it up.
"So," He looked to William, "Forgot to ask you. How's your brother doing?"
He asked about the other Barnett, as he took the receipt and bag once the cashier handed it to him.
He then moved to the side so William could get up to the counter and buy his stuff.
He set the stuff on the counter and waited for the cashier to ring it up.
"So," He looked to William, "Forgot to ask you. How's your brother doing?"
He asked about the other Barnett, as he took the receipt and bag once the cashier handed it to him.
He then moved to the side so William could get up to the counter and buy his stuff.
William groaned to himself, getting his things rung up as he got a receipt as well, stuffing it in his pocket. “Stupid as always…I don’t get why everyone likes him.” He muttered, opening the bag and going next to Gaynor. “He thinks he’s so much better than everyone.” He exaggerated, looking down at the floor.
Gaynor shrugged, "Yeah I don't get it either."
He then perked up, "Hey! You wanna go hang out at my house? We can sit in my bedroom and eat snacks!"
He then perked up, "Hey! You wanna go hang out at my house? We can sit in my bedroom and eat snacks!"
Will looked at Gaynor, before shrugged and responding with a calm, “Alright.” He couldn’t help but smile softly, before pushing it down as he continued eating his chips. “…I don’t ever think I’ve been to your house…” He muttered, looking down then back up at him.
Gaynor stopped mid-way to the door of the Mini Mart and gasped, turning to William; "You haven't?! Well we definitely are going to have to change that!" Gaynor said then continued walking, a bit quicker. "My room is awesome, you'll love it! I've got cool stuff in there!" Gaynor pushed open the glass-door, heading out onto the sidewalk.
“Hey- Slow down!” He called out, walking faster to keep up with him. He wasn’t much of a fast walker, but he did his best to keep up. “You live just down the street, right?” He asked, looking up at Gaynor once more. [ gtg to bed! Will hopefully respond in the morning 
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Gaynor giggled, "Sorry!"
"Yeah, I do!" He continued down the sidewalk, excited.
[ Goodnight! ]
"Yeah, I do!" He continued down the sidewalk, excited.
[ Goodnight!
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"Cool! Er- Uh, cool." He fixed his tone, keeping the edgy way of talking he was known for. "So uh, how much longer 'till we get there?" He asked again, gazing back up at Gaynor.
Gaynor practically skipped, "Not too much longer~!"
He headed down the sidewalk, passing a neighborhood sign saying Russel B. Drive on it in big, bold letters.
Gaynor then approached his house, ringing the doorbell before entering. "Com'on!" He grabbed William's wrist gently and walked inside.
Gaynor's mother and father were in the kitchen, the father reading a newspaper and the mother washing dishes. "Hi mom, hi dad! Hope you don't mind me bringing a friend over!" He passed the kitchen, not even stopping, just quickly speaking. "That's quite alright, dear." The mother replied warmly, as if she was used to Gaynor running all over the place.
Gaynor let go of William's wrist once getting to the staircase and he began walking up it, beckoning William. "My room's in one of the rooms down the hallway." He stated as he headed up the stairs.
He headed down the sidewalk, passing a neighborhood sign saying Russel B. Drive on it in big, bold letters.
Gaynor then approached his house, ringing the doorbell before entering. "Com'on!" He grabbed William's wrist gently and walked inside.
Gaynor's mother and father were in the kitchen, the father reading a newspaper and the mother washing dishes. "Hi mom, hi dad! Hope you don't mind me bringing a friend over!" He passed the kitchen, not even stopping, just quickly speaking. "That's quite alright, dear." The mother replied warmly, as if she was used to Gaynor running all over the place.
Gaynor let go of William's wrist once getting to the staircase and he began walking up it, beckoning William. "My room's in one of the rooms down the hallway." He stated as he headed up the stairs.
“Okay.” Will replied calmly, in contrast to Gaynor. “Hi Mr. and Mrs. Schmidt, by the way.” He greeted, before following Gaynor upstairs to his room, not being able to push down his excitement as he walked up the stairs.
Gaynor opened the door, revealing a room with various shades of purple, black and white. There was a computer in the corner, along with a shelf filled with books and DVDs of Disney Movies and Anime TV Shows, the bed had a purple sheet with victorian-like, black gothic patterns on it with pillows, one of those pillows being shaped like a cat's head.
There was various other things in the room, but describing it here would be a lot.
"Hey, I got a Playstation 2, you wanna play something?" He asked, turning to William. "I've got a bunch of cool games to play!"
There was various other things in the room, but describing it here would be a lot.
"Hey, I got a Playstation 2, you wanna play something?" He asked, turning to William. "I've got a bunch of cool games to play!"
Will admired Gaynor’s room, especially liking his blanket. He didn’t have a room to himself, and shared it with his brother. He couldn’t help but admit he was a little jealous.
“Sure! What games do you have?” He asked, giving a small smile in Gaynor’s direction, not being able to help himself.
“Sure! What games do you have?” He asked, giving a small smile in Gaynor’s direction, not being able to help himself.
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