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[alphaing]

TG: sup
TG: cant answer since im off doing my own thing right now so leave a message
TG: tz this isnt where you get to hang out all day and hump my cherry sweet words like a color addict on a crack fix get out and stop licking this entry already girl
TG: later

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[nitidus]

[The truth of the matter is that her quilt cape is way superior to his every day clothes. The cab driver is completely stunned by it as she shuffles out of her apartment, down the path and into the car. There is a silent understanding between them: do not question the lady with the quilt cape. ]

How can I seduce you when you are already seduced?

[The cab ride is a short one. It is filled with a one-sided awkward silence as Rose taps away at her phone. The cab stays for at least a minute more as she waddles up Dave's steps, quilt and candles clutched to her chest. She is pretty sure she can hear the driver laughing as she opens the door with her elbow to get inside. ]

[alphaing]

[ Haha, okay. Quilt cape can suck his dick, his sense of style is beyond the pale of awesome. He shakes his head at her reply and waits for the rumble of a car outside before opening his front door and meeting her face to face.

Jesus, she looks like a bed emporium refugee. That poor (lucky???) cabby. ]

If this is how you seduce people, consider me already pregnant. I'm a total goner.

[ Lips twitching up, a gesture invites her into the dark cavern of his crappy apartment. ]

[nitidus]

That baby is not mine.

[She doesn't shed her quilt-cape even when she is safely inside. She does shiver a little as she bypasses him into his living room. There, she sheds it onto his couch using her phone to illuminate what little of the room she can.

She wasn't lying about the pajamas. ]

I brought you candles.

[alphaing]

[ ... Damn. It's as if he has to pay attention to what bare skin he can see in the half-light, attention ensnared by flashes of pale flesh and holy shit she isnt even wearing a bra under that scrap of silk.

He takes the candles into the kitchen, slipping off his shades now the door's closed off the rest of the world. Even Dave has to admit it's fucking stupid to wear sunglasses in such a dark empty apartment. ]

Did you bring matches, too?

[ Finding one or two at the back of a spare drawer, he negates the need for any if she has. Haha, conversation, welp. ]

[nitidus]

I brought a lighter, [she says idly.] Though for the life of me, I can't remember where I put it.

[It's difficult enough to navigate Dave's apartment in the daylight. While it is, she admits, much tidier than her own, it's harder to see in the dark. She opts for sitting on her quilt instead, patient. ]

I ordered pizza, too.

[alphaing]

I'm startin' to think you're the one seducing little-old me.

[ Setting the candles strategically around the lounge, he sinks into the other end of the sofa. Not too close.

She has a lot of legs. ]

... What kind of pizza, sorry?

[nitidus]

Are you seduced, Dave?

[Rose aware that she has a lot of legs. One of which she crosses over the other as she settles into the back of the couch. She pauses, thinking back and she remembers very nearly buying something ridiculous with barbecue sauce. ]

Pepperoni, I think.

[alphaing]

Did you seriously take a cab here practically in the buff? Jesus, Rose. What if that taxi driver had been a pervert? You've got a nightie as a shield against a five-hundred pound sack of Maccy D's.

[ Maybe he's seduced. Probably. But he isn't admitting it that easily. ]

[nitidus]

I came here wearing a quilt, actually. It was very warm.

[He's looking, she thinks. This goes on her mental scoreboard as Rose: 199999, Dave: 0. ]

You didn't bother to ask what kind of pajamas I was wearing.

[alphaing]

A quilt doesn't qualify as clothes, Madame Dramatique.

[ >BT ]

I guess I thought you'd be in something ... else.

[nitidus]

I only wear my best flannel at christmas, Dave.

[>;)]

Do you not like it?

[alphaing]

[ SNORTS. ]

What there is of it.

[nitidus]

I think I may need some ice for that burn.

[RUDEST BRO IN EXISTENCE REALLY. ]

So when I tell all social media networks about how I had to come deliver food and light to your house, [she says, reaching for her phone,] would you prefer the word "dunderhead" or "total weenie"?

[alphaing]

Stop that, fuck's sake.

[ Leaning over, he snatches for her phone. That he's reluctantly smiling IN IRRITATION is a sign she'd better keep all of those legs under wraps as a hand presses on her thigh to support his mission after the phone. ]

[nitidus]

Total weenie it is.

[She is onto his games. She lifts her arms up and back out of reach, touch typing as best as she can. It is probably a little typo'd, but Rose gives no fucks. There is not a fuck to give.

She snorts, clutching the phone in one hand as she uses the other to reach down, intent on tickling Dave's side. ]

[alphaing]

Ungh, shit ... !

[ Grabbing the hand at his side, he yanks on it and props himself on a bent knee to try and shove the phone out of her grip. It can smash on the floor for all he cares, for Dave, too, is out of shippable fucks. ]

[nitidus]

[She holds on tight -- laughing all the way. Her tickling hand is apprehended, however, and there is only so far Rose can stretch. She doesn't want to relent. She isn't even sure if she has clicked post.

But Dave is leaving her with little choice.

She drops it. It clatters and bounces on the ground and Rose has to bite her lower lip to curb the rest of her laughter. ]

[alphaing]

I hope you broke your damn phone.

[ Shortly in position of both her wrists as if to stop her pulling any more shenanigans, it's impossible to hide the fact he's mildly embarrassed by her almost-completely-are-you-kidding-me nudity. A shift, honestly. She's insane.

So is he, fortunately, as he plants a kiss on her cheek with annoyed firmness. ]

[nitidus]

[She would argue that there is almost 0 nudity happening. Everything of importance is covered. The kiss is nice though. It is surprisingly chaste, for a boy who spends his waking hours talking about his own dong more than anything else.

She presses her cold nose against his cheek and laughs, softly. ]

It's made of strong stuff.

[alphaing]

[ oh my god fuck you lalonde no, she's not allowed to make him miss her this much, absolutely not. Her cold nose is unpleasant, so he decides to wrap his arms around her to provide the warm cuddles she direly needs. He's a gent like that. ]

You're gonna freeze like this. [ Grabbing the quilt, Dave flops it over them. Mostly her, since he's fully dressed. ] I don't have any heating tonight, remember?

[nitidus]

I'm fine. You are warm enough for us both.

[She winds her arms up and around the back of his neck. She kisses his cheek properly, toying with the short strands of her hair at the nape of his neck. She doesn't mind the cold. ]

I volunteer you for big spoon, however.

[alphaing]

Oh, so I do get my spoon-centric dignity back.

[ He slouches on the couch, pulling her into him for warmth's sake, and gives a shiver as he tucks in the blanket behind her shoulders. ]

Can't believe this. In which day and age do people lose all power?

[nitidus]

Only to keep me warm.

[She tucks herself into his side, resting her chin on his shoulder. She tugs the quilt up a little more and very, very sneakily lifts her leg to intertwine with his. ]

The day and age where Dave Strider thinks he knows how electronics work.

[alphaing]

I know how to set up a sound system, okay. That one was faulty when it spazzed out.

[ What a sneaky leg. He'll let it pass though. ]

[nitidus]

I believe you. Thousands wouldn't, of course.

[Rose is the master of sneakiness and mystery. ]