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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 16, 2009 23:15:20 GMT -5
"We'd want to avoid that," ::Derek said solemnly, and then began to think through the problem as though it needed a solution.:: "I could always give you advice secretly."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 16, 2009 23:21:45 GMT -5
"I'd have to erase my cell phone calls," she said, smiling at his being so serious.
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 16, 2009 23:25:11 GMT -5
::Derek frowned a little at that. One didn't spend time in the Scene without attending more than his fair share of healthy relationship seminars.:: "He doesn't check your phone, does he?"
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 16, 2009 23:26:11 GMT -5
She chuckled, shook her head. "No. He's not insecure like that."
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 16, 2009 23:28:40 GMT -5
"Good," ::Derek said, relieved by that. It was always something to look out for.:: "Then you'd be able to call easily enough. Or send me an email. Or I could make you an idea packet."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 18, 2009 20:44:42 GMT -5
"I'll probably call. Pietro's conservative, so...sometimes things change at the last second." She was on her third glass of beer after two drinks; it was surprising she was this coherent.
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 18, 2009 23:27:21 GMT -5
"Call anytime," ::Derek told her. If he didn't answer, he was in rehearsal or otherwise occupied, but he would call her back if it wasn't dire. If it was...well, there was always next time.::
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 21, 2009 21:19:46 GMT -5
She nodded, then realized that wasn't a good idea as the room blurred a bit. "I think I've had too much."
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 21, 2009 23:03:20 GMT -5
::Derek considered that the risk, if not the end goal, of going out to drink with friends.:: "Let's get some water to flush your system."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 24, 2009 20:31:48 GMT -5
She shrugged. "Sure."
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 25, 2009 20:01:11 GMT -5
::Derek flagged down the waitress when she passed again and asked for two glasses and a pitcher of water.::
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 25, 2009 22:58:22 GMT -5
Typhoid was there with Derek another hour, and in that time went through three more drinks and one glass of water. By the time she was finished, her eyes were glazed and her words were slow and languorous, and she was leaning lazily back in the booth. "Not sure thiss wass a good idea."
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 25, 2009 23:16:51 GMT -5
::Derek had eaten enough and was larger, so he had fared a bit better regarding the intoxication. He was another seven glasses in: four beers and three waters. He was also not quite vertical.:: "I disagree."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 28, 2009 21:46:39 GMT -5
"Why? 'Cuz you got to talk about sex with another girl?" she replied, laughing a little too loudly at her own joke.
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 28, 2009 22:12:54 GMT -5
::Derek shook his head and rolled his eyes, although he laughed as well.:: "No...because we had fun tonight. Didn't we?"
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