where's bill? (aloha bill)

(Secret santa thread)

Indigo was surprised to hear that his secret santa recipient lived in Blackrock. This was some strange coincidence, indeed. Recently it was all he ever heard about: Blackrock this, Blackrock that: mainly from his younger brother though, who seemed to feel it was the best place in the world. He could definitely see the perks of it, but he didn't know if he could really live there.

He agreed to meet this 'Bill' at the Wiki Wiki Shack, although he had absolutely no idea what he looked like. So, he approached the bar, and asked the first person he saw serving there.

"I'm looking for Bill," He said pointedly, hoping that was enough information to go by.

@Aloha Bill

Bill had slightly done up the tiki bar to be festive; this involved using retro, atomic age Christmas decorations that didn't detract from the mood of the place. He was rather pleased with the result and how Mele Kalikimaka was playing once an hour. Could you get any more festive than that?

"Hello, I am Bill," he responded to the other man with a warm smile. "What do you need, sir?"

@Indigo Macmillan

"Oh..."

So this was Bill. Lots of long, wiry, dark hair everywhere. Long, hooked nose. He felt as though he was trying to drink in a pint full of features in a matter of seconds, and so many of those features offended his taste buds. Still - he tried to temper his expression into one that didn't look too distressed.

"I see. I'm Indigo. We spoke through mail?"

It was problematic that he worked there as well. Maybe he already knew everything the Blackrock gift shop stocked... his dancing hula girl figure might not go down too well...

@Aloha Bill

"Oh, yes! We have!" Bill continued to give his famous smile as he switched between focusing on this conversation with the young man and answering work-related questions.

"I wish you a happy holiday, sir!"

@Indigo Macmillan

He turned about when Bill said farewell to someone. The place had a fair amount of custom today, and his eyes idly scrolled over the various heads. There was one guy - long brown hair, who typically looked like the kind of layabout who lived here. He only saw the back of his head though.

He was talking to a good-looking boy...

Indigo released the layabout was his own brother. He did a double take, and continued to watch them. Wasn't that his friend, or something? The good-looking one? For a moment he completely forgot he was mid-conversation with Bill...

Bill blinked watching the young man zone out mid-conversation observing somebody else.

"Are you okay, sir?"

@Indigo Macmillan

... sir?

Indigo turned around, and blinked.

"Oh it was just someone... nevermind," He took the present out of his man bag and put it on the bar. "Here's your secret santa present. Er... Happy Christmas." He tried to smile but it looked freaky.

He looked at the present.

"It's not... very exciting," he warned him.

Ooh, a present! He certainly wasn't expecting a Secret Santa! A gift was a gift, wasn't it?

"Merry Christmas to you too, sir!"

How bad could the present be?

@Indigo Macmillan