Life Support

[leadinghome]

The chairs are set, the snacks are picked, and the friendly listeners are discreetly hanging about. It's that wonderful time once again...

LIFE SUPPORT

- Feeling lost and lonely?

- Bored or hungry?

- New to Milliways?

- Needing something to do tonight?

Pull a chair, sit a while, everyone's welcome!

Rhyme Jam Night, Poetry and Karaoke(Hm

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[aeons_crackshot]

"Hello, stranger," Annabelle teases, sliding onto one of the chairs near Connor. "Seen anything interesting lately?"

[leadinghome]

He looks up from the karaoke machine's manual, flashing a smile to Annabelle. "Well, I just saw the most beautiful, fantastic woman in the whole world."

[aeons_crackshot]

Annabelle glances at the manual, but is mostly focusing on Connor. "Did you? My, my, whatever are you doing talking to me, then?"

She's teasing, well, mostly teasing.

[leadinghome]

His reply?

To kiss his girlfriend.

There.

[aeons_crackshot]

On the one hand, that could be considered cheating. On the other, well, kissing him is one of her favorite things.

Annabelle makes a pleased humming sound as she kisses him. "You spoil me terribly, you know."

[leadinghome]

"And I know how to do it too." Not smug, nope.

[aeons_crackshot]

It's only smugness when it's excessive pride.

Annabelle chuckles, low. "Mhm. Yes you do," she adds, trailing one finger teasingly up his neck and along his jawline. "And no one's tried to steal your heart but me, for shame!"

The Multiverse may be clueless, but Annabelle has no qualms about taking advantage of that ignorance in this particular instance.

[leadinghome]

"The universe was waiting for us to meet." It's the only explanation, really.

[aeons_crackshot]

Annabelle blushes faintly, kissing him again to cover her lack of words.

"It shouldn't have been so cruel to you for my sake," she replies with a soft smile. "It's not right that you were alone for so long."

And if THAT's not the pot calling the kettle black, we don't know what is.

[leadinghome]

Connor gives her a Look.

And just kisses back, because words, who needs them right now... right Miss Pot Newfield?

[aeons_crackshot]

Annabelle was going to reply to that Look, really! Until she got distracted by the kissing, anyway.

So long as Mr. Kettle is content with her kissing, words are indeed a bit superfluous.

Eventually, alas, she's going to need to breathe.

[leadinghome]

Pesky oxygen.

Connor chuckles low, nuzzling his girlfriend's neck playfully. "Good thing it's all quiet so far..." She's a wonderful distraction.

[aeons_crackshot]

He's quite the distraction himself, especially if he's going to do things like that.

"I think I need to find new ways to spoil you," she replies, grinning.

"It's been quiet lately all over, it seems," she remarks. "I'm waiting for the shoes to drop in an avalanche on my head at this point."

You live the kind of life she has, and you too would come to expect trouble on a regular basis.

[leadinghome]

"Or maybe Fate just decided to behave? You should not be tempting Murphy..."

[aeons_crackshot]

"I tempt Murphy just by existing. He follows me around, despite my ability to get my own skin out of whatever mess he has planned."

[leadinghome]

"So, he does not need incentive." Connor frowns a bit. "If something will happen, it will happen: worrying about it when you have no idea what, just spoils enjoying the now."