Date: March 2006 Characters: Aaron Ernst, Teddy Altman Summary: A truly touching reunion (not). Status: As done as it will ever be because Jordan's a bitch. Private
"Yeah, don't get your panties in a bunch," Teddy called back as he made his way down his stoop. He waved to his mother as he got into the car, buckling his seatbelt as he sat down. "What's got you in such a bad mood?" he asked as he closed the door and was almost floored as Aaron made his way down the street.
"Wait, nevermind. You're always in a bad mood," he muttered. He smiled wryly as he heard the voice issuing from the speakers. "I hear too much Cash rots your brain."
He glared, but didn't make any further comment. Since that shrink had dumped him, he'd honestly been feeling more unsure of himself than ever. Not that he ever felt all that fucking sure in the first place... Which reminded him, he should really fucking call Andrea today.
"You expect too much," he growled, turning down the song which had always been far too fucking peppy for him anyhow. "Where was it we were going again?"
It was an unnecessary question as he already knew the restaurant, but he couldn't have Teddy thinking he cared that much.
"Adonis," he told the man again. "It's a Greek restaurant." He shook his head. It wasn't chemistry, he thought to himself, then remembered that chemistry was the guy's profession. He'd probably remember that better.
"Hey," he warned in a tone that wasn't quite serious. "Don't patronize me."
He turned down the road at absolutely the last minute and parked like the fucking asshole he was, slamming the door and subsequently locking Teddy in entirely by accident.
"Whoops," he announced, moving around the vehicle to unlock Teddy's door.
He waited in silence as Aaron took his sweet time making his way around the car, wishing to whatever higher power that the doors on this car were gull-wing so that he could clip Aaron on his way out. This unfortunately wasn't the case, as the doors opened normally. He slammed the door instead, in minor retaliation, making sure that the resounding slam was particularly loud. "Come on," he told the man, walking slowly, as if he hadn't caused minor damge to the doorframe. "Weren't you in a hurry?"
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"Wait, nevermind. You're always in a bad mood," he muttered. He smiled wryly as he heard the voice issuing from the speakers. "I hear too much Cash rots your brain."
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"You expect too much," he growled, turning down the song which had always been far too fucking peppy for him anyhow. "Where was it we were going again?"
It was an unnecessary question as he already knew the restaurant, but he couldn't have Teddy thinking he cared that much.
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He turned down the road at absolutely the last minute and parked like the fucking asshole he was, slamming the door and subsequently locking Teddy in entirely by accident.
"Whoops," he announced, moving around the vehicle to unlock Teddy's door.
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