MCA #6- Friday afternoon through evening

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Jaina had had a good night that turned into a weird night that turned into a really rough morning involving a monster hangover

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As much as John refused goodbyes because that meant there was a chance of never seeing a person again, when he got the call asking for one, he couldn't just ignore it. Not from Jaina.

So there he was, knocking on her door and trying not to remember the first time he'd ever done this.

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As was completely habit by this point, Jaina reached out to sense who was at the door because who needed peepholes... and was completely surprised that John would be on the other end. Bringing her bag out from the bedroom and dropping it unceremoniously on the living room floor, she went to open the door.

"Hey," she greeted him, letting him in. "I didn't think I'd see you."

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John took a step inside and glanced down at her curiously. "You didn't think you'd see me after you left a message? Gee, Jaina, I didn't know I was such a jerk." And here he hadn't even considered not showing up.

There was clearly something wrong with him.

[solo_sword]

"I don't remember you being a huge fan of goodbyes to begin with, and you're not exactly obligated there anymore," she pointed out.

[missed_the_gate]

"Hey, who said I was gonna say goodbye?" John pointed out. "Maybe I just wanted to wish you luck and offer a hand to carry your bag."

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See, stuff like that was exactly why getting over him was going to be so hard. "Maybe," she repeated with a small smirk. "Is that why you're here, then?"

She was also hoping that he'd tell her upfront if this was a booty call.

[missed_the_gate]

Considering she was the one who called, she'd have to tell him the answer to that.

"Was there another reason you wanted me to stop by?" John asked, closing the door for her and having a nice lean against it.

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Okay, he could not say that and close the door and lean like that. "That is not even fair," she said, half-laughing.

Because it was really kind of hot.

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John chuckled, holding out a hand to her. "What's not fair?" She could come tell him herself.

[solo_sword]

She was probably an idiot for taking his hand and stepping closer. "You being you," she said accusingly.

[missed_the_gate]

"Hey, I have a hard time with role-play," he admitted, looking apologetic as he pulled her closer. "But I can give it a try." So long as she didn't ask him to be Chuck. Ew.

[solo_sword]

"That's a kink I never really wanted to try," she told him, sliding her free arm around his waist against all better judgment. Seriously, she was an idiot for this and she knew it.

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It was probably really dumb to lean closer and reach out to push some hair away from her face. "That does make me feel better, if only because no one needs to see my terrible acting skills." Not since that incident on PX-392.

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"Like that's what I'd be paying attention to," she said dryly, trying and failing to not lean her face towards his hand.

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It sucked that she was still beautiful and he couldn't help sliding his fingers over the side of her face and marveling at how all his years changed nothing for her. "Right, because you'd be grabbing my ass," John teased, trying to distract away from the look he couldn't shake from his eyes.

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But she liked that look. Even if it gave her a hopeful feeling she should be squashing dead. "Can you blame me?" she grinned, rubbing her thumb lightly against his hand. She'd really missed his hands.