Do you want to come to my place? I mean, it's going to be pretty casual. The dress code is pajamas and holiday-themed onesies but it's not mandatory, much as my niece may imply. But if you're free, and you wanted to just ... spend some time, you'd be welcome.
[She won't add the pressure of meeting her amnesiac father even with ... that's totally what she'd be doing.]
Holiday-themed onesies. ( But despite that being against her dress code. She supposes the warmth of Christmas with Waverly, especially in the face of her son being somewhere, will feel better than going to the warehouse party. ) I want to. If you'll have me. Though, I confess, I have no knowledge of where to source this one-sie in such a short amount of time. I do own a few one-piece jumpsuits, but that feels overdressed.
[Waverly's hand comes up to brush a stray piece of hair away from Adal's face, before looking back at her with a smile.]
And I'm excited to get to know more, too.
[And maybe she should wait, save it for a mistletoe moment after a very comfy Christmas or for the end of this date they've decided they're on, but she finds that she doesn't want to wait. She wants to do the thing that scares her, that she's been wanting to do but trying to keep to herself. So she takes advantage of the quiet moment they have in the elevator, and leans in to kiss her softly.]
[Her smile widens as the doors to the elevator open on the ground level and she moves to step out, a familiar flush still settling on her cheeks as she makes her way out.]
Play your cards right over dinner, and maybe we can see what else we've been waiting for.
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[Waverly turns to face her as the doors close.]
Do you want to come to my place? I mean, it's going to be pretty casual. The dress code is pajamas and holiday-themed onesies but it's not mandatory, much as my niece may imply. But if you're free, and you wanted to just ... spend some time, you'd be welcome.
[She won't add the pressure of meeting her amnesiac father even with ... that's totally what she'd be doing.]
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[Just be comfortable and be there, and that's all that matters.]
But good. I'm glad. I'm ... I've really been enjoying our time together, if that hasn't been incredibly obvious.
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[Waverly's hand comes up to brush a stray piece of hair away from Adal's face, before looking back at her with a smile.]
And I'm excited to get to know more, too.
[And maybe she should wait, save it for a mistletoe moment after a very comfy Christmas or for the end of this date they've decided they're on, but she finds that she doesn't want to wait. She wants to do the thing that scares her, that she's been wanting to do but trying to keep to herself. So she takes advantage of the quiet moment they have in the elevator, and leans in to kiss her softly.]
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I've been waiting for that. It was worth the wait.
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[Her smile widens as the doors to the elevator open on the ground level and she moves to step out, a familiar flush still settling on her cheeks as she makes her way out.]
Play your cards right over dinner, and maybe we can see what else we've been waiting for.
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( She steps out behind her. )
One step at a time. Let's find somewhere and something we can sink our teeth into.
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But with that, she takes Adal's hand and off they head into the city for a lovely, pre-Christmas date.]