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4/20/17

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meridiana?
when

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[DAMMIT HE PRESSED SEND TOO EARLY]

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fuck
nevermind

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Dave?

...Yes, of course, but is everything all right?

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yeah i dont know why im consistently so astounded by my ability to fuck up simple tasks like asking my girl a question
its my superpower you know

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Well, you've not fucked up in all of it, at least, because I do so like it when you call me your girl, whatever the occasion.

Now, then, you said it was a question of when?

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its a time related inquiry yeah

[This is not never minding!]

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Well, then, am I really the best person to be asking about that in the first place?

[OHO, SHE WILL TRY TO MAKE HIM LAUGH! A CUNNING PLAN.]

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heh
yes because its more kairos than chronos and youre the one who gives my time any meaning
and yes also because the next two words were gonna be "do you"

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My, my! And a lesson in Greek nevertheless! But without you, it'd be all Greek to me.

Is it really so solemn a question that it's that hard to ask?

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i dunno if its solemn so much as
i dont know im just nervous for no reason i guess
probably i should ask you in person too its pretty important
important but not bad in any way

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...You know you can always tell me anything. And I'll always listen.

Do you want to come by the boutique? We could talk about it over lunch...

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yeah
thatll be good
should i bring us anything from the house?

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There ought to be a few things in the fridge — and a few apple fritters, I know for a fact.

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gasp
APPLE FRITTER LUNCH
<3<3

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Only the best for my very best!!

(ʃƪ✿^ 3(●ε●)ノ

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be right there
☆ヾ(●ε●*)ﾉﾞ =з=з=з

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[And certainly he will, she knows, because Dave is nothing if not enthusiastic about zipping off to see her always, so she gets up from what she's doing and starts to tidy up her workspace a bit in preparation for his arrival, knowing full well that it won't be long until she sees him in person.]

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[And here indeed is the enthusiastic boy, laden with leftovers, apple fritters, and love. Where once he might have felt alien in a boutique like this, now he slides right in like he belongs, just another article expertly crafted under Meridiana's care.

Not to say he isn't still nervous, of course, but that has nothing to do with their setting. It has to do with their settling.]

Hey, babe.

[But first, Dave ambles over for a kiss.]

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Hey, yourself.

[Even to this day, it still makes her smile to echo that greeting — now so natural and second nature, but still almost a joke, in light of how she'd had to be taught to even use it in the first place.]

You made it all right?

[And that, too, is getting to be second nature around here — the standard check-in for the times when they've been separated, you've been all right since last I saw you, because in the end it's still always safety that ends up being the first priority, before anything else can happen.]

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Uh-huh. I think those clouds are gonna break soon, though.

[April showers bring May flowers and all that. It's been stormy lately, and definitely warmer; it reminds him of home, a little.

He lifts the bags of food he has to show her he hasn't brought anything else.]

I'm not going out in the rain without an umbrella. You might be stuck with me all up in your work space all day.

[The tragedy.]

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Oh, goodness. A Dave in my boutique all day, whatever will I do?

[It gets a laugh out of her, though, and she offers her arms to take one of the bags from him, obligingly.]

Certainly I won't get any work done, once the cuddlemonster makes me his prey.

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[Well, if that isn't an invitation...! He snakes his freed arm around her and nuzzles in, breathing an unvoiced laugh into her hair.]

Grandmother, what long and noodly appendages you have. [He switches to a growly, wolfish voice.] All the better to smoosh you with, my dear. Wrruff wuff wuff.

[He punctuates the last with a kiss against her temple, then holds on, happy even though his heart's sitting in his mouth. After a moment, he asks softly:]

When do you want to get married?

[...]

Is what I wanted to ask you.

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[She shrieks and laughs as he sets in on her, squirming more in a playful manner than out of any genuine protest.]

Grandmother, what a question! I suppose when I should happen to meet a most charming wolf and he...

[But the thought slowly tapers off as it dawns on her that the two thoughts aren't actually intended to go together, and all of a sudden the reluctance from before makes a lot more sense, and the whole world goes warm and soft with understanding.]

...Oh. Have — you've been worrying about it...?

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[Dave nods without speaking. With Meridiana in his arms, what might have been a nervous shifting of his weight turns instead into slight, gentle swaying, like a slow dance slowed further.]

And Madam Lutece asked me the other day. When we were gonna, I mean. She didn't ask me to marry her, that'd be. [He pauses and looks up.] --Hilarious, actually, but also, mmmm, nah.

[He's already got an older woman. EYYYYY.]

We haven't talked a lot about it, so... just wondering if you had thoughts. [His voice drops a little, soft and low.] Don't want to hold things up.