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<floridaswallows>
I love me some fried chicken… with waffles, man… do we have waffle mix?
Strike that
Anyway would it really be so bad if I made you something?
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<floridaswallows>
Anywhere you’re comfortable, I’ll let you choose
<purplepiper>
[THAT'S SO SUDDEN?? It's free food, though...
The question is, where do they meet? It seems like a bad idea to invite Jolyne over - the Boss would almost certainly appreciate being warned of a guest more than several hours in advance. So, in that case...]
Okay uh, where do you live?
<floridaswallows>
But I live with a lot of people, it's probably best I don't bring people home just yet.
You do realize you don't have to eat with me, right? You can just take it home and enjoy it that way. I just want to meet up mostly to chat and whatever.
<purplepiper>
Okay yeah let's do that!
Can you meet me outside of Hestia's Place?
<floridaswallows>
let's meet up like around 7.30 maybe?
<purplepiper>
[And, indeed, at 7:30, Doppio is right outside Hestia's. Please pay no mind to the top floor, Jolyne. There is very definitely not a paranoid Nephilim keeping watch through the shutters.]
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Ciao Bambi! You’re looking good, lookin hungry.
[ Is this a compliment or a soft roast? Who’s to say because she sets down a basket, and moves in with one fluid movement to give him a kiss on the cheek. ]
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But that thought stops in its tracks before he gets to ask where that observation came from. Jolyne is mere inches away from Doppio's cheek when he abruptly stumbles backwards an entire foot or so.
Yes, he's Italian. No, he can't remember the last time anybody actually greeted him with a kiss on the cheek, and it shows in the way he stares at her, wide-eyed.]
W-What are you doing?!
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Chill out Bambi, I'm just really happy to see you.
[ She offers a playful wink. ]
I like you.
[ Letting go of his hand she simply beams. ]
As like a friend, not like I wanna date you. Not that you aren't cute and pretty good looking, but it's kind of like... I had a shitty break up so I'm not really into things like that right now, y'know?
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He is also not sure, he abruptly realises, if time is passing like it should, because this moment seems to be stretching on for far too long.]
F... Friend's fine. I mean... Friends are great! Uh, who doesn't want friends, r-right? Uh... Sorry about your break up?
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[ She gave Doppio a playful wink and a smile. The glancing he was doing hadn’t gone unnoticed, she spared a glance upward as she folded her arms behind her head casually. ]
Aw, that’s sweet of you… don’t worry, when I break out of prison I just might literally kill him.
[ Jolyne can’t help but say this much with a little laugh. Girl, are you joking? Is this a joke? It’s difficult to tell. ]
Oh yeah, I didn’t know if you liked caprese, so I just put together a regular green salad.
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O-Oh yeah, caprese salad's great! [Curiously said with a very similar intonation to "Friends are great!"] Uh, but so's regular salad. Thanks! For the salad!
[He will also pointedly ignore the part of him that is not, in fact, particularly excited about salad.
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But food aside, let's try to hang out more. Is there anything you really like doing? I mean, we gotta go to the arcade some time, it'll be fun.
For now I should let you get on with your dinner, right? Tonight seems like a good night for me to get a run in too.
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Uh, sure. I'm not much of a gamer, but that sounds fun. [IN THEORY??]
... Are you gonna go jogging now? [Don't most people do that in the morning? Wait, or...] Oh! Is that a dog thing?
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Yeah, it's a dog thing, it's good to burn off a little energy y'know?
And don't worry, there's more than just video games at an arcade. We could also spitball things you wanna try together as well, right?
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Um, yeah! That's right.
[... Definitely not something he can do under pressure, though. Otherwise, he can probably think of something, right?... Right?]
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[ That’s right Doppio, she knows what that look around was for earlier. ]
Take care, I’ll text ya later!
[ She’s already starting on that run now, even though it would be fun to watch a flustered Doppio ]
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[Doppio watches her go. He... hadn't realised that was today.
"Someone special," huh...?]