Excess Over Practicality

[rygdea]

WHO: Fynn Izunia & Juzo Sakakura [Partly Open]
WHERE: Expressive, Tisse (Coffee Café)
WHEN: Midday (Backdated to 3/1)
WHAT: In a vain attempt to not have buyer's remorse over his latest hefty investment, Fynn meets up with his colleague over at the local café here in Tisse to show off his brand new car.
WARNINGS: Swearing, dirty jokes an probably a ton of geekry. Fynn is own warning btw.

[There's no denying that this car is a bona fide beauty every sense of the word. It's a silver angel in the form of a four wheel drive car with a supped up engine that purrs like a kitten and a breathtaking chrome finish that reflects light like a halo. This is indeed a very beautiful sports car but as of right now, it's a constant reminder of how Fynn completely ruined himself financially for the sake of bragging rights.

Yes, the man is a complete idiot and Fynn is reaping the consequences of his risky purchase. As soon as this idiot drove the car off the dealership lot, Fynn realized how far he has fallen from grace. That's why he made that post earlier in hopes of shaking off the nagging voice of his subconsciousness from his thoughts. Barely having a penny left to his name, Fynn drives up to the front of this local café looking quite dapper despite the mental turmoil.

He's off-duty today dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans, a simple blue shirt with a pair of black boots. While he's not really into the latest fashion or anything, Fynn does look pretty damn cool in a pair of aviator sunglasses that have a slight blue chrome finish. He glances around the front of the shop in search of Sakakura before heading back towards the car to turn the engine off. Fynn is already getting a few looks thanks to his fancy sports car. While he doesn't mind if the ladies check out his ride, he's a little on edge when some street punks start grilling him hard.]

Problem, gentlemen? [The snippy officer says as he flashes his badge to scare the bastards off.] Yeah, that's what I thought.

Damn roaches!

[He rakes his hand through his untamed brown mane with an annoyed huff. Today just began and he's already over it for the most part. Fynn feels like he needs a damn vacation.]

Comments

[outpunch]

Not the reception you were hoping for, huh?

[The badge flashing is what Juzo witnesses, walking over to the officer without a rush. He pats Fynn on the back a few times to greet as well as console him. As for Juzo, even though he didn't pay much attention to what to wear, he looks passable wearing a gray shirt, jeans, and a parka.]

Pretty sure that you'll have more luck in the evening at the clubs.

[Who cares it's the middle of a week? And that he used plural instead of singular? Honestly, he can't imagine Fynn going to just one.]

Forget them, let's go grab some coffee.

/about three hundred years later

[rygdea]

Definitely not!

[Fynn grumbles with a dramatic sigh as he rubs his aching forehead. He's been going through hell lately. Let's just say he's already having "regrets" about purchasing his brand new expensive car.]

I'm thinking about hitting up Stardust later. That swank rolling skating and bowling spot right here in Tisse. There's plenty of hot babes there--[And guys but he won't voice that part. No one needs to know which team he's batting for.]

You're more than welcome to come with!

[This invite will self-destruct in thirty seconds.]

What you planning on getting? A regular old latte? You dont drown coffee like I do.

[outpunch]

[Most of the time, Juzo just waves his hand and makes up some sorry excuses of why he can't go, but today he's answer is delayed a little. Fynn sure does look like someone who could use some company and he's convinced that it shouldn't be a problem even if he went alone, but—]

Yeah, I'll go.

[And if things come to worse, he can always sneak out, right.]

Latte will do, I don't feel like having anything fancy. But feel free to grab anything you'd like, I said it's on me.

[Is he going to regret this? Maybe...?]

Why did you bought her in the first place? Just a whim?