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this.
for
lodessa One A.M.
Veronica Mars, Veronica/Weevil, PG
142 words
He didn’t kiss her on a dare, or in gratitude for anything she’d done. He might have been better off not doing it but there was hardly anything he could do about that now, was there? It had happened and now she was staring at him through half-closed sleepy eyes that gave away no emotions.
“Is that why you called me at one in the morning?”
He shrugged as though he didn’t know the answer, which he really couldn’t. Memory loss tended to kick in when everything else shut down.
She just nodded that nod of hers and turned back to her car. He watched her go and wondered if he should say something or just ignore this all when she glanced over her shoulder. “Hey, Weevil?”
“Yeah?”
“Next time we should do that during the daylight. Okay?”
Weevil grinned. “No problem.”