Fluff is good!

[youotterknow.livejournal.com]

[ Lys has foregone the bar tonight. It doesn't feel right to be down there flirting, and she really doesn't know what to do with herself otherwise.

So she scurried off to Owen's apartment, and is curled on the couch with her ipod and a book, just reading. At one point, she starts to drift off, but she wants to stay awake to see Owen when he's done with work.

It doesn't work, and eventually she falls asleep, book open across her chest. ]

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[nalo-ahi.livejournal.com]

Mmyes?

[youotterknow.livejournal.com]

Can it.

[ and give me your face ]

[nalo-ahi.livejournal.com]

[Oh. Okay then. Here, take his face.]

[youotterknow.livejournal.com]

[ She would very well like to take more than that but... well, she wants to go at his pace, for starters, and it's also the middle of the day and he has a bar to open at some point.

She'll just settle for making out :|b ]

[nalo-ahi.livejournal.com]

[And such an epic makeout this will be. 8D]

[youotterknow.livejournal.com]

[ Yes, yes it will be. His lack of shirt is making it hard for things not to get, uh... heated. ]

[nalo-ahi.livejournal.com]

[... then maybe it's time to pick her up, and gently drop her on the bed.]

I think I should get cleaned up. I do have a bar to open.

[youotterknow.livejournal.com]

[ She just sort of sits there a moment, flushed in part from their little makeout session, and in part from embarrassment. ]

Right. I, uh. I should probably run home anyway.

[nalo-ahi.livejournal.com]

... Oh. Okay. Sure.

[youotterknow.livejournal.com]

I'll be back. I just... didn't bring a change of clothes.

[nalo-ahi.livejournal.com]

... Oh. I didn't even think of that.

[youotterknow.livejournal.com]

Me neither, obviously.

... I'll, uh... see you later tonight?

[nalo-ahi.livejournal.com]

I guess we'll just have to remember next time.

... Yep. You will.

[youotterknow.livejournal.com]

[ She hops off the bed and gives him a quick kiss ]

Good.

[ and time to part ways! She'll go home, shower, pack a bag. Make a phonecall. She won't be back until well after the bar opens. She grins like an idiot when she spots him, making eye contact before heading upstairs to get settled. ]

[nalo-ahi.livejournal.com]

[He'll spot that bag... and just grin. His big dorky grin.]

[Before going back to making pink drinks for the sad crowd. And regular booze for the regular crowd.]

[youotterknow.livejournal.com]

[ She feels happier than she has in her entire life. It's like she's floating- no drink he could make could ever make her feel like this. It's just his simple presence in her life that sets her soaring.

She wants to wait up for him again, and props herself up on the bed to do some more reading. ]

[nalo-ahi.livejournal.com]

[He's happy that, for once, he doesn't have to put a pink drink down in front of her. Among other things, but still. That's always a plus.]

[It's probably a while before he heads up. The trials of running your own business.]

[youotterknow.livejournal.com]

[ She may never get used to his schedule- she's dozed off again. But she did make him a sandwich! It's in the kitchen on a plate ]

[nalo-ahi.livejournal.com]

[A-Awww... Sandwich.]

[He will quietly sneak back upstairs, at Oh God O'clock in the morning, and shuffle into the kitchen.]

[youotterknow.livejournal.com]

[ She's not all that heavy of a sleeper, so she'll likely wake up when he wanders back into the bedroom ]

[nalo-ahi.livejournal.com]

[And wander he will. After that sandwich. And a shower.]

[Then just sort of flop into bed.]

[youotterknow.livejournal.com]

[ That most certainly wakes her up ] Long night?

[nalo-ahi.livejournal.com]

[He groans.]

Y'know that website... about shitty customers?

[youotterknow.livejournal.com]

I think so. Why? Did you have some bad ones?