Ariel was hoping that when she got to Groovy Tunes, Jono wouldn't be there, but of course, that was probably very silly of her. As it was, she wandered on in, affixed him with a Very Serious look as she folded her arms in front of her and demanded to know, "Now what in the world are you doing here?"
She even threw in some foot tapping for good measure.
"Yes, I know," Ariel said, "but you also have a girlfriend who's not dead. I think the CDs can wait, Jono. I heard you were at the library yesterday, too. Your priorities...."
She shook her head dismally. As if she was anyone to talk about having proper priorities.
After meeting Tara and Dolf earlier at the Perk, Raven made her way to Groovy Tunes to see Jono. To talk. But the revelation of what Azar had done was crashing down on her, leaving her more of a wreck than she already had been. Was it even possible for her guilt to become stronger? Her goddess had used her friends.
She managed a nervous smile as she stepped into the store. "Hello, Jono," she called softly.
Jono glanced up from the abomination that was an entire box of Hanson CDs, trying not to look too much like he was contemplating lighting them on fire. He'd heard wonderful things about something that they did at the Pixie Dust with clothing that they didn't want, after all...
Oh. Oh, hello, there.
//G'day, luv,// he offered, only a tiny bit on the fidgety side. It was an improvement from yesterday, at least. He'd had some time to brace himself for whatever was going to come up in conversation, here.
"Is this a good time?" Raven asked. She moved into the store, but she was careful to keep her distance, even though she was aching for a hug. "I can come back later if it is not...."
//No, it's...// Jono gave the box a sour look, and then pushed it out of the way.
The bright orange CD cover was hurting his eyes. Yes. Because orange wasn't a colour that he could possibly be used to seeing on a regular basis. At all.
//It's fine.// Awkward. But fine. //Pull up a seat? Grab a... kitten.//
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She even threw in some foot tapping for good measure.
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On unpacking... 5ive CDs, now. What the hell was a 5ive and why did they think that a number could possibly substitute for the letter F?
//I have a job here, you know, luv.//
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She shook her head dismally. As if she was anyone to talk about having proper priorities.
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He shrugged his shoulders a little, as his eyes dropped down. Right. 5ive. Eugh.
//My priorities are fine, luv.//
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She managed a nervous smile as she stepped into the store. "Hello, Jono," she called softly.
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Oh. Oh, hello, there.
//G'day, luv,// he offered, only a tiny bit on the fidgety side. It was an improvement from yesterday, at least. He'd had some time to brace himself for whatever was going to come up in conversation, here.
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The bright orange CD cover was hurting his eyes. Yes. Because orange wasn't a colour that he could possibly be used to seeing on a regular basis. At all.
//It's fine.// Awkward. But fine. //Pull up a seat? Grab a... kitten.//
Joni had found Raven's ankles already.
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