[Someone was not feeling the Holiday spirit.
He hated it. The merry-making, the good cheer, the exchanging of gifts... but especially the parties. Those irritated him the most. He would never admit it, but he rather liked going to them just to rub the Street Rat's face in the fact that he did have a beautiful "girlfriend" and that his Princess was
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Well. More of His-Darklyness than the library. Yeah sure, she hadn't gone to any parties, but she never really...saw the need to. Whoopee, party? Not exactly her type of thing. ]
Hey watch wher--
Oh. Hi.
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Or so he thought.
There was a moment where he simply stared at her, his expression unreadable, then his attitude shifted as he played it cool.]
Oh.
...
What are you doing here.
[Or at least tried to play it cool. It came out more cold than anything else.]
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Not freezing my butt off.
What are you doing here?
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For now.]
Research.
[There was a pause before he continued.]
Unlike some people here, I actually spend my time working towards the important goals rather then waste it all on stupid parties.
[That... sounded bitter rather than superior.]
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Good for you. I don't really see the point of parties either.
[ She didn't think he was much for parties in the first place. But she still couldn't place what was wrong. ]
Not in the holiday spirit?
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You didn't go to the parties?
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Not like I have any reason to.
Didn't think you were gonna go.
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Hm. No. Of course not.
So...
[He leaned in and cupped her chin in his bare hand, that expression of his back to normal: The superior brand of evil. It was obvious she said something right.]
What's a pretty thing like you doing out so late at night?
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[ Someone's putting two and two together. ]
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Should I rephrase it? What should you be doing so late at night?
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Two, probably abiding by curfew.
But hey. Knowledge is power.
[ halfassedly, obviously sarcastic. ]
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But wouldn't you rather do something wrong instead?
[Someone was in a 'happy' mood now~]
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[ He pretty much just handed over his nervous to her. ]
I'm looking for you, and I'm out after curfew. Two birds, one stone.
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[With his fingers tightening on her chin he leaned down to press his lips hard against hers.]
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That snarky bite to her tone? Gone. He stole it right out of her mouth, figuratively. Not exactly her idea of romantic, kissing in public although rather late at night, but he wasn't exactly her idea of prime boyfriend either.
And yet, she didn't move, didn't push him off, didn't scowl, not a word. ]
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When the kiss ended he released her chin. His hand lingered on her skin, though, trailing down her long neck with an appreciative gaze of her beauty.]
Ah, that's better. Much better.
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