Sydney really liked her life the way it was going, more or less. Sure, it was crazy, but it was a crazy she had a handle on, and she was almost comfortable. And then her father arrived, and suddenly everything is upset again. She's not happy.
She's quiet as she slips into the coffee shop, wandering over to the table where Vaughn's sitting with a vague, tired smile. "Hey."
"Hey." Vaughn gets up, and, even though something in his head, the logical sometheing, is screaming 'NO NO NO DON'T MAKE THINGS AWKWARD!', he wraps his arms around her in a brief, friendly hug. He pulls out of it just as quickly, but in that moment, god he misses being with her so much, he misses loving her. He still does love her, but...
But that's not what this is about. He gently touches her shoulders and pulls back, a concerned sort of smile on his face. "You okay? Do you want coffee? Pastry? Cake?" Because he'll buy her coffee, or a doughnut, or anything to make her feel better.
And Sydney, possibly surprisingly, doesn't mind the invasion of personal space. Just about now, she could use a hug, and she wraps her arms around him without thinking, leaning into it just a little before she pulls back. She smiles a little at that concerned look, trying to reassure him it's really not necessary.
"Caffeine is good. Or chocolate. Absolutely anything with chocolate." Yes, because that's the natural antidote to fathers. Lots and lots of chocolate.
Vaughn sends her a quick smile before rushing off to buy a coffee and... a chocolate bar. And a chocolate doughnut. And a regular doughnut for himself. And then he stops because he knows he only has so much money, and to ask Bianca for money for things like this... it would get awkward. And besides, he figures it's enough. He hopes.
He brings it back to the table, grinning again at her as he sits down. And now what? Awkward moments of silence? Apparently, as he tries to think about what to say. What is there to say? This is a different Sydney than he's used to, he doesn't really know how she would feel about having her father here. He had a vague idea, but...
"How're you doing?" he asks finally. Because breaking awkward silences neatly is not something that Vaughn does very well.
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She's quiet as she slips into the coffee shop, wandering over to the table where Vaughn's sitting with a vague, tired smile. "Hey."
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But that's not what this is about. He gently touches her shoulders and pulls back, a concerned sort of smile on his face. "You okay? Do you want coffee? Pastry? Cake?" Because he'll buy her coffee, or a doughnut, or anything to make her feel better.
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"Caffeine is good. Or chocolate. Absolutely anything with chocolate." Yes, because that's the natural antidote to fathers. Lots and lots of chocolate.
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He brings it back to the table, grinning again at her as he sits down. And now what? Awkward moments of silence? Apparently, as he tries to think about what to say. What is there to say? This is a different Sydney than he's used to, he doesn't really know how she would feel about having her father here. He had a vague idea, but...
"How're you doing?" he asks finally. Because breaking awkward silences neatly is not something that Vaughn does very well.
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