A few days after his
non-date that turned out to be very much a date and then kind of got weird because girls were sodding mental, George decided it was time to be proactive. To pull himself up by his bootstraps and try to figure out what the hell had happened.
So, he sent out a few owls. It was time for reinforcements.
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Owl to Fred )
Thanks for the
I don't want your damn
I'm sorry about
You think this makes
Okay. That wasn't going to work. Buff wound up delivering the following:
George,
No promises.
-Steph
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Um. That was supposed to sound like a joke, not a threat. And don’t you dare send Buff back on any sort of magic-doohicky. He ate my pillowcase this morning and is under punishment.
-Steph
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Duly noted.
Are you
Are we
Did I
Lovely weather this time of year, isn't it?
--George
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What do
I can't
I'm not
FUCK. QUILLS.
Sure is. And how about that local sports team we root for?
-Steph.
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I want to
Why can't we
I think
They're doing quite brilliantly. And insert some rant on area politicians here, don't you agree?
--George
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What can you
It's me, I'm so
If you knew
Oh, my, yes. Blah, blah, the real estate market in that hot new neighborhood.
-Steph
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I want
You're just
I don't care if
Just drove through there last week. In my random mid-line car that I recently purchased.
--George
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What makes you think
You don't know anything abo
Say that now but
Speaking of vehicles, how about those gas prices, which may or may not have changed?
-Steph
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Because I know
Then tell me
Trust me, I'm stubborn as
They certainly are staying the same/going up. I blame the government.
--George
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No you
It's not as
Why should
This so stupid
Ah, the government. What do you think of that candidate for that upcoming election-type-thing?
-Steph
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This is bloody stupid.
Look, I like you. A lot. And whether that is ill advised or this is the wrong way to go about it or...or whatever, I don't care. I like you, all right? And I've bloody never done this before, so I'm bound to make a lot of stupid mistakes. And you'll just have to deal with it. Because I like you, Stephanie Brown. And I'm going to keep owling you and keep sending you things, because I like to imagine that makes you smile. And I'll make an idiot of myself, because your laugh makes my heart stop. And I sound like a sodding girl right now and I don't give a bouncing bowtruckle.
I want to date you. I want to see you again. I want to get to know you, all right? And I'm not going away.
And I haven't the foggiest how you feel about me or any of that, but it doesn't matter. Because now you know.
Here's hoping I didn't just ram my foot in my mouth again.
Cheers.
--George
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...A bowtruckle?
-Steph
P.S. You didn't. Your mouth is foot free.
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Steph,
Movie night tomorrow? We don't even have to leave the castle.
--George
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I'll bring nachos. For me, though. You'll have to work something out for yourself.
-Steph
P.S. Steve. He's um...wow. I'm honestly speechless.
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Now that is just cold. Just for that, I'm not sharing my popcorn. With extra butter. That's right.
--George
P.S. He's a bowtruckle! He eats wood lice. Don't worry, though, he'll make do with brown rice.
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Popcorn. As in, popped corn? Way to slack on your duties there, Weasely.
-Steph
P.S. Oh, I believe everything you just said. Doesn't make him any less... 'o_O' as the greeks say.
Kind of cute, though.
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