Tuesday, April 21st 1953 [Evening]

[afterandalasia]

[Now that the fright of zombies seems to be lessening, other things can be addressed again. Giselle is sitting back at First In, Last Out, where she and Sheldon had their date, with a glass of wine and a slightly dejected expression. It's not a very mature sort of look, either. Slighty pouty, one could say

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[rianofski]

[He's not working there tonight, but he somehow finds himself in there more than he probably should]

Something wrong?

[afterandalasia]

[She's sitting in a pub by herself with a glass of wine. No comment there.]

Oh, hello Andrew~

[The cheeriness sounds a little weaker than usual.]

I'm not too sure really, I suppose.

[rianofski]

Something is bothering you.

[That was definitely not a question, but a statement. Maybe he's not the best at comforting people]

[afterandalasia]

[She sighs.]

Sheldon and I argued on our date. I'm not sure what to do about it now.

[rianofski]

Oh? What did you argue about?

[He takes a sip of his drink]

[afterandalasia]

[She's just sitting there, toying with the glass, really.]

I suggested that we should have sex, but he didn't think it was a good idea.

[rianofski]

Well.

[For a moment, it seems like that's all he's going to have to say about that, but then he takes a sip of his drink and smiles]

Why didn't he think it was a good idea?

[afterandalasia]

[She looks at him just slightly helplessly. That expression... doesn't seem to work.]

He said that he thought there was something missing. That it wasn't the right time. I didn't know what else I could have done.

[rianofski]

Something missing? Do you have any idea what he meant by that?

[He sounds slightly disbelieving]

[afterandalasia]

[Giselle shakes her head and takes a sip of her drink.]

I don't know. I mean, I know it isn't exactly like in the books or anything, but I supposed that some things didn't really matter so much.

[rianofski]

Maybe he thought you weren't ready. I can't claim to know his mind, of course, and if I were to find myself in the same situation, I can't say I'd respond the way he did, but that may have been what he was thinking.

[He shrugs]

[afterandalasia]

Oh...

[She bites her lip, looking down at the table for a moment.]

Is this... the same way that people often say I don't quite seem in this world?

[Sounds like she's made a connection there.]

[rianofski]

Maybe. I'm not sure.

[He takes another sip of his drink]

I'm pretty sure he's in love with you.

[afterandalasia]

[She looks up at him sharply, stunned for a moment, then slowly smiles. It's warm, her expression just slightly distant.]

I'm glad. I... I do love him.

[It's somewhere between a statement and a realisation. She seems to be getting the feel of the word afresh.]

[rianofski]

What's it like? Loving someone, I mean.

[He takes another sip of his drink]

[afterandalasia]

[Giselle opens her mouth to speak, then closes it again. That tells a lot.]

I think I might still be learning.

[Her voice is soft, slightly wistful, but then she smiles half to herself and looks up at him.]

Have you never been in love, Andrew?