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[A small laugh.]
Right. Actually, uh...
[...Nope.]
Never mind. Hey, spaghetti or linguine?
Right. Actually, uh...
[...Nope.]
Never mind. Hey, spaghetti or linguine?
Hm. Is there anywhere particularly happy and joyful here?
[It's late in the evening, and she may or may not have had some jello shots by now, which is why this conversation is happening Now. If it doesn't get ruined by them being themselves once more, which is definitely possible. Anyways, she's standing near the portal, still wringing her hair out, when she sees him. Abruptly:]
—Hey, Jason. You got a second?
—Hey, Jason. You got a second?
[It's fine. They're all jello shotted up and fresh out of embarrassing conversations about crushes, so this is fine. Jason pauses when he sees her, before nodding.]
Sure. What's up>?
Sure. What's up>?
I was just, uh... I was wondering, um...
[Is she blushing? Weird. Must be the alcohol.]
[Is she blushing? Weird. Must be the alcohol.]
[... He lifts his eyebrows at her, stepping closer.]
Wondering what? [Why is she blushing........... Did she overheat........] Are you okay?
Wondering what? [Why is she blushing........... Did she overheat........] Are you okay?
[She blinks, making eye contact for about a second before looking down at the ground. She's definitely just overheating. It's absolutely fine.]
What? Yeah, I'm fine. Everything is fine. Just, uh, what we did yesterday...
[aaaaaa]
What? Yeah, I'm fine. Everything is fine. Just, uh, what we did yesterday...
[aaaaaa]
Are you sure? You can tell me if you're, y'know, not feeling too hot. [...] Or feeling too hot, in this case.
[The lack of eye contact? Is concerning him?]
What about what we did yesterday?
[The lack of eye contact? Is concerning him?]
What about what we did yesterday?
[She shakes her head maybe a little bit harder than she needs to, laughing very nervously.]
No, seriously, I'm feeling fine. It's... I just, I wanted to ask... Um... If we could, or if you wanted to - you know, if you're ever free or anything...
No, seriously, I'm feeling fine. It's... I just, I wanted to ask... Um... If we could, or if you wanted to - you know, if you're ever free or anything...
Edited (I MEANT TO PUT 1/2 IN THE SUBJECT LINE AND THEN FORGOT THAT'S IMPORTANT) 2020-06-24 05:08 (UTC)
[And then, abruptly, after that pause, in a rush:]
—Do you want to go out with me sometime maybe.
—Do you want to go out with me sometime maybe.
[opens his mouth
closes it
opens it again
closes it again so fast he nearly bites his tongue off all over again.]
—For real?
closes it
opens it again
closes it again so fast he nearly bites his tongue off all over again.]
—For real?
[WAIT. WRONG REACTION. WRONG REACTION!!
He clears his throat, awkwardly leaning against... the nearest surface he can find. Smooth.]
I mean, uh. sure. If we're both ever free or anything— I'm free right now. And tomorrow. And the day after that. [...] My schedule's open on account of, y'know, murder. And everything.
[Nailed it.]
He clears his throat, awkwardly leaning against... the nearest surface he can find. Smooth.]
I mean, uh. sure. If we're both ever free or anything— I'm free right now. And tomorrow. And the day after that. [...] My schedule's open on account of, y'know, murder. And everything.
[Nailed it.]
[She's definitely, hm, bracing herself for him to say no, especially when he takes a few seconds to respond. That means that she blinks, honestly surprised when he agrees, before an uncharacteristically wide smile breaks out on her face.]
You're such a dork.
[She's reaching for his hand, though? Gross.]
You're such a dork.
[She's reaching for his hand, though? Gross.]
I'm the dork you just asked out on a date.
[He is absolutely taking her hand when she reaches for him, grinning. They are so gross. I, Kyuu, am going to die.]
[He is absolutely taking her hand when she reaches for him, grinning. They are so gross. I, Kyuu, am going to die.]
[There's a split second where she thinks about teasing him by saying she can still take it back, but that's A. a little bit too mean and B. she doesn't want to, so. She laughs despite herself either way, a little bit breathless and definitely happy.]
Free any day, huh? So eager.
Free any day, huh? So eager.
You can't go wrong with linguine.
[You can, in fact, go very wrong with linguine. He gives her a curious look, though.]
What were you about to say?
[You can, in fact, go very wrong with linguine. He gives her a curious look, though.]
What were you about to say?
Nope. Think we should settle for flushing it down the toilets?
[A fake gasp.]
I didn't know you could use your power on yourself.
I didn't know you could use your power on yourself.
[Quietly:]
You're not going to.
[Maybe it's an unfair thing to say when none of them know how this is going to play out, but.]
You're not going to.
[Maybe it's an unfair thing to say when none of them know how this is going to play out, but.]
[It's fine. Even if she had said that, he would have said no takebacksies.]
What can I say? I don't like to keep a lady waiting.
What can I say? I don't like to keep a lady waiting.
Please. As if I'm not the least ladylike person you know.
...I know it won't fit, but it would still be worth it to see the look on his face when it clogs one of them and he finds it.
[She waves a hand.]
I'll tell you later.
[A miracle... She actually will. Anyways, here they are in the kitchen!]
You get the pasta, I'll get the pot.
I'll tell you later.
[A miracle... She actually will. Anyways, here they are in the kitchen!]
You get the pasta, I'll get the pot.
[Arts and Crafts cabin time! The execution and everything that followed was brutal, and Jason is just a bit more than just a little queasy after watching two people get bludgeoned, but the first words out of his mouth after spotting Natalie are:]
... You okay?
... You okay?
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