Cheesy Kalon RomCom Story

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These salons are all owned by Sanara, written with her permission! Will have them post saying yes they gave permission. Permission Post

Avery, Shy, runs an Edible
Arrangments store

Rufus, Outgoing, runs a bar

Side character, Shavari

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Avery woke up groggily before rolling out of bed, barely catching himself before he hit the floor. He wandered into the kitchen, opening the fridge to see what easy meal he could have for breakfast. A lone slice of leftover pizza sat on the center shelf, and Avery peeled off the tin foil and began to eat. Sure, it was ten in the morning and he was eating cold pizza, but this was the young adult life.

Wasn't it?

As he walked into his office to check on his edible arrangements site he heard the faint drone of the tv, though what channel it was set to he didn't know. He hadn't left it on last night had he? No, he couldn't have, he'd been trying to figure out how to better organize his site. So why was the tv on?

He wandered into the living room, still in the process of waking up, and nearly dropped his pizza when a brown head popped up over the top of the couch.

"Ahah, finally!" Shavari exclaimed, beginning to stand up, "I thought you'd never wake up. Is that.. pizza? Pip you're sad. Was there nothing else in your fridge?" She pushed her way past Avery and he heard the fridge open in the kitchen. "Well, at least it's clean. And the dishes! Have you not done the dishes?" Her voice drew closer as she reentered the living room, Avery's brain still feebly attempting to figure out what was happening. She prodded him in the back as she passed again. "You, get your apartment in a reasonable shape, and tonight I'm gonna come pick you up and we're going out. You've gotta meet someone, are you even trying?"

"H- How did you get in?" Avery said, surprised at the presence of his closest friend this early in the morning.

"Hm? Oh, doesn't matter." She said, exiting the apartment and turning left down the hall to the elevator. Avery rants the door and whipped it open.

"It doesn't matter? You got into my house while I was sleeping! You could've been there for hours!" But she the elevator door was already closing, and all Avery heard was something about his locks. Muttering, he closed the door to his apartment and reluctantly began to do some basic cleaning.

[Sanara]

I'm super excited to read Ch1 8D
My permission is granted to allow Trixyr to use my charas for this story ^^

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The knock on the door startled Avery, he hadn't locked it when Shavari left and she almost never knocked anyway. The rapping continued though, and he finally lost his cool and swung the door open only to come face to face with Shavari.

"You never knock." He stated simply, his confusion growing when she continued to stand outside of his apartment.

"What? You'd rather me barge in here like I own the place? Where's your outfit? We're going out to find someone for you, you could at least try." She gestured at his wrinkled shirt. Avery stepped aside allowing Shavari to enter, "Come on lets find you something decent to wear. You've got to have something."

She made her way through his apartment to the back, where she opened his closet and began shuffling through Avery's clothes. As much as she was pushy and rude, Avery knew it was just her way of caring. Besides, if you called her out on it she'd tone it down, but Avery didn't often do that.

Avery heard something being pulled off the rack and thrown on the bed, along with several other articles of clothing. She shuffled them around, and as Avery entered the room he saw one of his few dress shirts laying on the bed with a pair of dress pants. Shavari crouched down and peered along the bottom of the closet, pulling out a pair of nice shoes she though would look good with the get-up. Other items on the bed consisted of a sweat and polo shirt or two, but she'd clearly chosen the purple dress-shirt and black pants.

"Go put those on, then come show me." She said, dropping the outfit into his arms and pushing him towards the bathroom. "I'll find you a pair of socks."

"Top right drawer!" Avery directed her as he began to close the door of the bathroom.

"Awwwwww, I was hoping to rifle through your dresser drawers. Ah, maybe another day." Avery chuckled as he pulled on the pants and shirt.

"Ahah! Found 'em!" Shavari bounded across the bedroom and into the hallway, cracking open the bathroom for a few inches just to throw the socks in. "Oh, you're gonna look so goooood, and it'll all be thanks to me!"

As Avery exited the bathroom he was ambushed by Shavari, who quickly took a look at his get-up and began to unbutton the top two button of his shirt before patting it down so it sat nicely, "Alright, now tuck the pants in and pull on your shoes!" She meandered down the hallway and into his office, rolling the closet door aside and pulling out the dress Avery had been saving for her birthday. "Aww, you shouldn't have, it's gorgeous!"

"I was saving that for your birthday you know. How did you even know it was there?" Avery asked as she squeezed by him in the narrow hallway to the bathroom, the golden dress waving behind her. It had two wheat stalks embroidered on the top, and Avery knew it was perfect for Shavari. She always had wheat tucked behind her ears or tied around her tail, though where she got it Avery hadn't the faintest.

She whirled out of the bathroom and danced down the hallway, delighting in how the dress seemed to float in the air. "You'll never know how I knew! Hey, didn't I leave a pair of flats at your house a month or two ago? Where did I put them... oh!" She slipped the flats on her feet, they'd been sitting by the door ever since she'd swapped them for tennis shoes when she dropped by Avery's house after her cousin's wedding, and opened the door. "Come on Avery, we're going to the club!"

Avery grabbed his keys from the dish on the counter and made sure to lock the door on his way out, making his way to the elevator as Shavari held her arm out to ensure the elevator door wouldn't close before he got there. "Come on! Let's go!"

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Avery white knuckled the wheel on the way to the bar, praying he wouldn't hit anything whenever Shavari would lean over to fix his hair and obscure his vision. He wished she would stop, but no matter how much he asked, It was simply a fact she wouldn't listen. As much as she would stick by your side when you needed, she was bull-headed and stuck in her ways.

"It's there! It's there! It's right there, are you blind! Oh my Pip." Shavari screamed as Avey coasted past the turn into the Bar's parking lot, having missed it due to a strand of his hair being in the wrong place. "It's okay, there's a back entrance. Everyone there knows me anyway, they won't be alarmed."

Avery sighed, knowing it was useless to argue with her, but still not being fully comfortable with the situation. "

"Turn onto Wooster Alley. Okay now Frank Path. Aaaaand hang a left... just park off to the side or something, it doesn't really matter."

Avery grabbed the clutch to throw the rusty old pickup truck into park. It didn't look the best, but it had been cheap and was running exceptionally well despite the 13+ years under it belt. Or, Avery supposed, it's undercarriage.

"Okay turn towards me. Don't look so concerned," Shavari said, as she rummaged around her purse. "I'm just going to get you some hair gel. How do you tolerate that wild poof? Never stays still does it."

"No no that's really not-" Avery protested, but it was too late. Shavari's paws were covered in hair gel, and had been plunged into Avery's poof.

"Oh hush, It'll look the same it just won't move."

Shavari jumped out of the blue truck, and went straight over the bed in a beeline for the back door to the bar. Lifting up the corner of the mat she procured a key to stick in the door, as Avery looked on with exasperation in every fiber of his body. The door opened, and they were immediately greeted with two very frustrated kalons.

WIP i need a 4th BG char