Wednesday Morning (really), Causeway and Onwards

[withoutverona]

As soon as he could escape from his Heroing final, Romeo dashed back to his room to pick up his overnight bag, then went to the causeway to wait for Reno and their portal back to Verona Beach. He couldn't help but pace a little nervously; not only did he have his concerns about what his father would have to say, but he wanted Reno to like his home.

And, he thought ruefully, he wanted his home -- because Verona was home, even if he lived in Fandom or Tokyo all the rest of his life -- to appreciate Reno.

[OOC: For the person going with him.]

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[withoutverona]

"I've never used it...." Romeo said. That wasn't a no, and he handed the phone to Reno to see if he could figure it out.

"Teresa. She used to come and watch us play pool, with her sister." A beat. "Her sister's ass is nicer."

[raspberryturk]

"Sibling rivalry is one hell of a sin," Reno decided, making an eager snatch at the phone in order to poke around for the zoom. "I mean, when it keeps the nicest asses from travellin' in packs, yoto."

Being unable to touch didn't mean for an instant that they couldn't look, dammit.

[withoutverona]

They wouldn't dress that way if they didn't want to be looked at, right? Romeo was only doing them a favor.

"Now I wonder if they have other sisters," Romeo mused happily. "Four or five girls, with that hair and that ass, in one house."

Apparently, he had decided daydreams were also fair game.