Twelve Days - December 16 - Liz/Gretchen
Title: You, Again
Challenge: The Twelve Days of Christmas!
Prompt: 30 Rock, Liz/Gretchen, chance encounter.
For: ubiquitousmixie
Word Count: 435
Rating: PG
Summary: Liz runs into Gretchen.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue!
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The thing that really surprises Liz about running into Gretchen is how embarrassed she feels about not looking so great. Which, you know, is the sort of feeling a straight lady should only experience when running into an ex-boyfriend or a man she wants to be a future boyfriend.
(She reminds herself: she likes hairy backs. Also: she'd rather touch a penis than a lady's junk. Sure, she's only tried touching her own, but it was not pleasant. Who knows what was going on down there.)
"You look great," she tells Gretchen -- honestly -- after giving her a quick once-over (then another quick one). "And don't say it back, because I know it's not true." She pinches her hoodie, both drawing attention to it and ineffectually punishing it for being on her person at this moment.
They share a cab -- hailing one, that's what Liz was doing when she saw Gretchen step off the curb and raise her arm -- because they're going the same way. After a while, after some catching up -- Liz tells Gretchen she almost got married, but doesn't mention that, had she gone through with it, she would have been tied to a man she couldn't stand; Gretchen reveals she's just broken up with someone, and Liz assumes she got to be in love -- Gretchen says:
"You look fine, Liz."
"Fine as in okay, right? Not fine as in fine. That's not something people still say, is it?"
Gretchen smiles at her.
(She reminds herself: she's not interested in women.)
When they're in front of her apartment building, Liz invites Gretchen up for coffee.
"Wait," she says. "You probably have to be somewhere. So. Never mind." She pauses. "I'll see you. Or not. Okay."
She watches the cab drive away.
A couple of days later, Liz tries the number she has for Gretchen -- she saved it for these few years and that's not weird, is it? -- and is glad to find it still connects to her. And that Gretchen answers.
"Maybe we could do something. It was good until it went... how it went. I liked being your friend." She pauses briefly. "And if you feel like you're chasing a straight girl, you can just walk away from me again." She jokes, weakly: "Lots of people have done it before and since."
Hesitation. But Gretchen says yes.
Liz smiles to herself. "Great. Awesome."
They make dinner plans, and Liz decides to dress up. To try to look nice. Not because she's gay. Not because she's interested in women. Because she's not.
(So far, she's only been intrigued by the one.)
END
Challenge: The Twelve Days of Christmas!
Prompt: 30 Rock, Liz/Gretchen, chance encounter.
For: ubiquitousmixie
Word Count: 435
Rating: PG
Summary: Liz runs into Gretchen.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue!
*
The thing that really surprises Liz about running into Gretchen is how embarrassed she feels about not looking so great. Which, you know, is the sort of feeling a straight lady should only experience when running into an ex-boyfriend or a man she wants to be a future boyfriend.
(She reminds herself: she likes hairy backs. Also: she'd rather touch a penis than a lady's junk. Sure, she's only tried touching her own, but it was not pleasant. Who knows what was going on down there.)
"You look great," she tells Gretchen -- honestly -- after giving her a quick once-over (then another quick one). "And don't say it back, because I know it's not true." She pinches her hoodie, both drawing attention to it and ineffectually punishing it for being on her person at this moment.
They share a cab -- hailing one, that's what Liz was doing when she saw Gretchen step off the curb and raise her arm -- because they're going the same way. After a while, after some catching up -- Liz tells Gretchen she almost got married, but doesn't mention that, had she gone through with it, she would have been tied to a man she couldn't stand; Gretchen reveals she's just broken up with someone, and Liz assumes she got to be in love -- Gretchen says:
"You look fine, Liz."
"Fine as in okay, right? Not fine as in fine. That's not something people still say, is it?"
Gretchen smiles at her.
(She reminds herself: she's not interested in women.)
When they're in front of her apartment building, Liz invites Gretchen up for coffee.
"Wait," she says. "You probably have to be somewhere. So. Never mind." She pauses. "I'll see you. Or not. Okay."
She watches the cab drive away.
A couple of days later, Liz tries the number she has for Gretchen -- she saved it for these few years and that's not weird, is it? -- and is glad to find it still connects to her. And that Gretchen answers.
"Maybe we could do something. It was good until it went... how it went. I liked being your friend." She pauses briefly. "And if you feel like you're chasing a straight girl, you can just walk away from me again." She jokes, weakly: "Lots of people have done it before and since."
Hesitation. But Gretchen says yes.
Liz smiles to herself. "Great. Awesome."
They make dinner plans, and Liz decides to dress up. To try to look nice. Not because she's gay. Not because she's interested in women. Because she's not.
(So far, she's only been intrigued by the one.)
END