Valentine's Day }{ Open post

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WHO || Characters in the log [open or closed]
WHAT || VALENTINE'S DAY
WHERE || ALL AROUND THE CASTLE
WHEN || 2/14
HOW || DO WHAT YOU WANT

It's Valentine's Day! All around people are happily snuggling up with their loved one or drowning their feelings in booze and/or ice cream. Give out cards or chocolate or commiserate with other single people! Whoo Valentine's Day!

Comments

[bittersweeter]

[ did you know that lila has super speed? because in opening this present she sure does. and then she stops, lips parting in surprise, fingers tracing around the edge of the watch face. glancing up, she chews on her thumbnail. her knuckles brush across her lips in a rare nervous habit as she looks down shyly. ]

You got me a watch.

[watchmaker]

[he's not sure what he expected her reaction to be, but her nervousness is suddenly making him feel a little unsure.]

Do you like it? I know it's not ... exactly the same as your grandad's, but it's the same maker and everything.

[bittersweeter]

[ her fingers curl around the watch and she gets up, circling the table to sit in his lap, arms going around his neck. ] It's perfect. I love it. [ brief interlude for a kiss. ] Thank you.

[watchmaker]

[oh hello there. his arms go around her waist while she goes in for the kiss.] You're welcome. Besides, you got me a watch first, it was the least I could do.

[bittersweeter]

We match. [ they don't; she's tiny, he's giant, she's pale and blonde, he's dark and mysterious. but they still match in lila's mind. putting it on her skinny wrist with her arms still around his neck, she holds it out in front of them to get the judgment. ] How's it look?

[watchmaker]

I think that it suits you. [ it better after all of that dead people money he spent on it >:# ]

[bittersweeter]

[ she grins again, happiest of all clams. ] I love it. [ which bears repeating, tbh. she should probably go finish her food but... he's so warm and comfy, she doesn't want to, oops. ]

[watchmaker]

Happy Valentine's Day. [well, if she's gonna sit here, she's about to get kissed again. and after that, he'll go back to eating. suckaaaaah.]

[bittersweeter]

[ this is probably why they get take out so much -- it's easier to eat and cuddle on a couch. but if he is gonna eat, she is going to eat so she prances back to her chair. ] Ditto. You didn't give me any warning otherwise you would have had a gift, too. Now I look cheap.

[watchmaker]

[true dat.] Just give me those sexts in iambic pentameter — it sounded like they were going to be awfully heartfelt.

[bittersweeter]

Yeah, it was a sonnet of let me count the ways I'd like to take your clothes off. So I'm sure I could just demonstrate later.

[watchmaker]

No worries, I'll take that, too.

[bittersweeter]

[ she laughs a little. she keeps looking at the watch like oh hey there and she's one of those people who wear it with the face on the inside, so her arm is just casually on the table and she keeps casually twisting it to look at the face. one track mind while she omnomnoms. ] I only have one line, you interrupted me. I'm guessing it's perfectly on time?

[sorceresslite]

[ ... ]

Alright, Lord Syrup. [ it is to be noted that she doesn't even laugh, she just goes with it. ]

[graveflowers]

Bitch, I'm fabulous all the time. [ jokingly defensive, the fake self confidence is strong with this one. but that is unimportant. ] Hi! It's so nice to see you!

[badexample]

[Sloooowly he wakes up.]

Wha-? Ella? What time is it?

[sorceresslite]

[ she glances at her watch, setting their supplies down. ] Half eleven? But I brought tea.

[badexample]

You're an angel. [Up he rolls to put his feet on the floor. Batman boxers and a college tshirt. Awh yeah.]

Leprechaun angel, but still.

[sorceresslite]

Fuuuuuuck you. [ she pulls an entire pot of tea from the bucket, unstopping the spout and setting it on a nearby table. this is followed by a mug for andrew and a tea cup for her. also a pot of sugar. bitches get shit done. ]

[badexample]

It's not even March. You've got to expect this by now.

[Still groggy, he gives her a lopsided smile and moves towards the tea, basically like a zombie.

Someone stayed up too late worrying about tonight.]

[sorceresslite]

It's not even like my birthday is on St. Patrick's! [ no, ella has the ides of march instead. ] I'm just ginger and Irish. [ and wee, and rude, and fond of gold and hitting things with sticks and pranks. ] And Ireland has the second highest population of redheads, its not my fault!

[ ella sometimes forgets she wasn't born here, because she was just a few weeks old. ]

[watchmaker]

Of course. [if it wasn't before, he fixed it so that it is now.] I wouldn't let you have a watch running too fast or slow. It's like a metronome up here. [he motions at his head.]

[bittersweeter]

And yet completely incapable of giving your girlfriend more than five minutes to get ready for a date. [ oh she is so droll. NOT THAT SHE ACTUALLY CARES. he interrupted her being bored. ]

[watchmaker]

Do I have to explain to you what surprises are? [NO SYMPATHY.]

[bittersweeter]

You could have surprised me before you got out of the airport so we could have gotten here at the same time. [ and she would have had time to... well do nothing differently. ]