[Saying that he will talk to her in the future is the thing she was hoping for, so some of the tension ebbs away. But she does also want to reiterate that she's in this too. She's willing to be the stable port in the storm, should he need it.
She turns towards the money on the counter, eyeing it briefly.]
Fancy.
[She leans in to kiss him, winding her arms around his neck.]
Or maybe I can grab dinner after work and we can do a take two for last night?
[This time they'll just stay in and not let the Grille get in the way.]
I'll even be on the wagon. Focus on romance and not hustling some townie at pool.
( Which means dressing up and going out of town. Which could be nice.
He likes being in her arms, in this apartment, in this town. He always liked Mystic Falls. He just never let himself. He was too much of a punk kid with chips on both of his shoulders.
It's the first time he wants to say 'I love you,' but he doesn't. The words hold too much weight for him. Instead, he kisses her lightly, nostrils picking up a delicious scent. )
One last kiss before she pulls away and goes to pour them both a cup. She knows she'll eventually have to resume her morning routine and go back to work but she feels steadier than she did the night before.
And with that the seed that maybe finding herself somewhere other than Mystic Falls might not be a bad thing.]
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[Saying that he will talk to her in the future is the thing she was hoping for, so some of the tension ebbs away. But she does also want to reiterate that she's in this too. She's willing to be the stable port in the storm, should he need it.
She turns towards the money on the counter, eyeing it briefly.]
Fancy.
[She leans in to kiss him, winding her arms around his neck.]
Or maybe I can grab dinner after work and we can do a take two for last night?
[This time they'll just stay in and not let the Grille get in the way.]
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( Which means dressing up and going out of town. Which could be nice.
He likes being in her arms, in this apartment, in this town. He always liked Mystic Falls. He just never let himself. He was too much of a punk kid with chips on both of his shoulders.
It's the first time he wants to say 'I love you,' but he doesn't. The words hold too much weight for him. Instead, he kisses her lightly, nostrils picking up a delicious scent. )
I think the coffee's ready.
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[He's welcome to hustle her anytime.
One last kiss before she pulls away and goes to pour them both a cup. She knows she'll eventually have to resume her morning routine and go back to work but she feels steadier than she did the night before.
And with that the seed that maybe finding herself somewhere other than Mystic Falls might not be a bad thing.]