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Angelo raises an eyebrow at Habiki. “Ay, a little frisky are we?” He says, chuckling, before turning to Mikey. “Sounds good. I’ll meet ya there.” He gestures to his beat up old Camaro, bowing to Habiki. “Shall we?”

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" am.. sure?" He said and bowed back softly before getting in the car.

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Angelo laughs again, revving up the pound engine and pulling out of the parking lot. He turns up the volume on his music, Body and Soul by emotional oranges playing loudly as he sang along.

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Habiki listened with a good bit of curiosity. He'd watch everything out of the windows and sit in complete awe of how the 'great American dream ' had been coming along

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Angelo smiles over at Habiki, watching his gaze out the window. He was kind of… cute like that. He shakes his head. No, no. You’re not falling for him. he pulls up to the restaurant, honking his horn and making Mikey jump. He laughs as he parks the car and opens the door for Habiki. “Well, this is it.”

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Habiki smiled softly when the door was opened for him " thanks.." once they were in and seated habiki stared blankly t the menues " anyone able to read English? " He asked softly

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Angelo chuckles softly. “I know that feeling.” He briefly describes some of his favorite things on the menu for Habiki. “Anything sound good?” The teammates continue to raise their eyebrows.

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Habiki looked to them " what's wrong?" He asked and looked to them. Habikis crystal blue eyes searched for what they were starig at.

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Max, one of the boys, rests a hand in his chin. “It’s nothing. Except that Angie usually never warms up to people.” He snickers. “You must be pretty special, pretty boy” Angelo scowls. “Hey, we don’t need to pester him on the first day.” That only makes Max laugh harder

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Habiki blushed darkly. " I.. I guess" he said and folded his arms on the table, nestling his face in his elbow

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Angelo growls at the teammates, and Max stops laughing. He gently nudges Habiki, smiling softly. “Here, I’ll get you something I think you’ll like.” A short, scowling waitress walks over to the table, scribbling down their orders

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Habiki raiss his head " can I also get a cup of hot tea please?" He asked politely

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The waitress raised an eyebrow as the other teammates snickered. “What was that, honey?” She said tiredly. Angelo sighed and checked his phone. “We can head to my place. It might be more your speed.”

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" n..never mind .." he told the waitress and looked to Angelo " don't you wanna hang out with you friends?" He asked softly

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Angelo laughed, standing up as he straightened his shirt. “Who, these guys? Why would I!” He joked, winking at them. They sighed, getting back to choosing an appetizer. Max whispered to one of them. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say Angie’s crushing on the new guy. But Angelo isn’t… gay… right?” Angelo rolls his eyes and leads Habiki out the door

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Habiki followed, tilting his head a bit. He bowed to the waitress and smiled. " Thank you." He said to her and raced to catch up with Angelo " so, what do you have planned once we get to your house?"

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Angelo smirks, tossing his keys in the air and waltzing to his car. “I figured we’d have dinner, get you set up, maybe spit out the window onto people walking down the street, stuff like that.”

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" I understand the first two but the last one seems mean.. " he said with a chuckle. His sweet smile painted on his face.

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Angelo laughs, shaking his head as he continued down the busy roads. “You’re a funny kid. I think I’m gonna like you.” He smirks, turning into the dark street where his apartment was. “Alright. Just get in the building fast, and if anyone offers you drugs, take them and start running.” He jokes, opening the door for Habiki again

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Habiki had a scared look on his face " come again?!" He asked and stepped inside. The male almost froze when he seen the apartment. It was huge compared to his, though his phone pinging got his attention. He read the message as his cheeks lit up like a stop light. Habiki looked back at Angelo " hey. What you said at the rink, say it again." He asked softly and pulled up a translator without showing the other his phone.

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Angelo stops at the door, turning to Habiki with a slight blush - something he almost never had. “What did I say? What thing?” He says nervously, fingering the keys to the lobby.

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" the hasdbano or something, when I was dancing. " Habiki said an raised one of his eyebrows

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Angelo laughed, putting his keys in the door. “It’s Hermoso.” he opens the door for the lobby, holding it for Habiki. “Why?”

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" I thought so. Benji's never wrong. And your a flirt you know that. " He said with a sly smile and held the translator up. He walked in and Turned around to face Angelo.

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Angelo shook his head, chuckling slightly. “You are an idiot, Habiki.” He tilted his head at the other boy, putting an arm around his shoulders. “Come on, the elevator is this way.”

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Habiki laughed and followed Angelo " so, when do we have our next game? I know the season just started but I can never wait for games "

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Angelo pushed the button, leaning against the wall as he ran a hand through his hair. “Well, we have at least 3 more practices, then we’re up against the Dobermans. They’re the other team in our region.” The elevator arrives, and he steps in, holding it for Habiki. “But don’t worry. They… what’s the word… suck.”

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Habiki chuckled and walked out " thanks" he said softly. He didn't know why but habiki couldnt wait to be back out on the ice with Angelo. It was nice being so close to the other but the teasing from the group is what made him stop.

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Angelo smiles, walking down the musty hallway to his apartment. He opens the door to a modest room with a few furniture items and some posters. “Welcome to mi casa. And su casa, I guess.”