[For Barney]
So she had made things as official as they got and now she happened to be Robin Scherbatsky: Woman Without A Boyfriend again. Or, at least, that was how she presumed it to be, given the fact that much as she liked the single life, there was Barney's offer on the table. She just kinda hoped he was back to being normal and wasn't so much wearing the slut shirts, anymore.
She made her way up to the Compound with some cigars tucked away in her jeans' pocket and couldn't help a sly grin as she approached Barney's door, trying to keep herself from getting too weird or bent out of shape about this.
Just because he loves you doesn't mean you need to feel anything back, she told herself. After all, he wants to screw around, still. It's all good.
"Barney, you in there?"
She made her way up to the Compound with some cigars tucked away in her jeans' pocket and couldn't help a sly grin as she approached Barney's door, trying to keep herself from getting too weird or bent out of shape about this.
Just because he loves you doesn't mean you need to feel anything back, she told herself. After all, he wants to screw around, still. It's all good.
"Barney, you in there?"