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[devoutish]

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1108 Sweet Cream Street

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[furgood]

I think he was determined to make John's life
as awkward as possible. Well. Most of the Meadous was.

[devoutish]

Is there a story behind this?

[furgood]

A month or two after I arrived, John tried to take me on a date. Only he didn't say it was a date. But he did it in the rec center. It was pretty amazing the concerted effort made by people to ruin his attempt.

In the end, Sherlock embarrassed me so bad I left so-- just no thank you. Never date someone who's best friend is sabotaging your date.

I think he's doing well anyways. I've seen him leave parties not exactly alone.

[devoutish]

A date in the rec center, really?

[Alfie's judging a bit; sorry, John. He clicks his tongue.]

And not a mutual date, at that. Who's this he's leaving parties with, Mary?

[furgood]

Well I'm not gossiping but I can safely say it wasn't Mary? [She is confusion ] And well, he wanted to get coffee, I suppose.

[devoutish]

Not very romantic, though, is it.

[furgood]

No, not particularly. I think he was trying for a getting to know you sort of thing. Didn't work out for him.

[devoutish]

And so was it a date, or was it not a date?

[furgood]

Well by the end of it, it was pretty obvious he intended it to be a date? That's all I can say.

[devoutish]

Ah. Well, I won't ask, then.

[furgood]

[She laughs ] Poor John. There were such better places to take a girl. I hope he figures it out next time.

[devoutish]

And I do hope that you get the chance for a proper date here, as well.

[furgood]

[She gives a little shrug ] I don't need dates to be happy. It's be nice, don't get me wrong, but not entirely necessary

[devoutish]

I'm surprised that you aren't going on a date every week.

[He motions her back towards the living room, carrying the cooled teapot along with him this time.]

[furgood]

[She laughs and shakes her head, walking with him] Flatterer. I'm not that popular. You want popular, you go to Renart.

[devoutish]

I have met Renart. Yeah.

[He settles back onto the couch with a small groan, thanks to his achey old bones.]

I do have more of a fondness for you, though.

[furgood]

[Little smile ] Might be the only one. Not fishing for compliments, just stating facts.

[ She settles on the couch beside him ] I watch other people's romance. It's easier.

[devoutish]

In that case, I can flirt with you less, if you prefer.

[He does it lightly, with no expectation of reciprocation from her (though the hand-stroking had made him wonder a little), but he doesn't want to make her uncomfortable.]

[furgood]

[She hesitates ] No it's not--[Huff ] I like it--I just can't read you. I can't tell if you're doing it for fun or if you mean something more and I feel like if you meant something more, you wouldn't dance around it, you know?

I'm the queen of reading into things too much.

[devoutish]

[Oh. Well. He sits back, rubbing at his beard.]

Something in the middle, I'd say. Yeah. But I'm not pursuing you, not trying to claim you - I think we've both got a bit too much on our plates for something like that.

[furgood]

[Vague smile ] See, complicated.

[devoutish]

Not so complicated, to my mind.

[furgood]

[She tilts her head ] Well, in interest of being honest and not so complicated, I like you. And I've no interest in being-- what was it-- claimed? But clearly I like you enough to kiss you. So--I guess something in the middle too.

[devoutish]

[Teasingly:]

You could kiss me on the mouth, if you liked.

[furgood]

[She laughs a little and leans in like she might ] Then what am I going to give you for making me bread, hmn? I had a reward system.