Fic: Preparation
Title: Preparation
Fandom: Eureka
Words: 234
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst
Summary: Jo faces some dilemmas while preparing for her first date with Zane. Written for 100_women prompt 029, “Perfume”
Characters/Pairing: Jo Lupo, implied Jo/Zane.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: It's not mine.
Jo Lupo didn’t know too much about fashion or hairstyles or make-up. It simply wasn’t something that interested her. And yet, here she was, wearing a sundress, lipstick and blush and all for a boy. She used to roll her eyes at girls in high school who went to that much effort for some guy who was probably going to turn out to be a jerk. Now, however, she was starting to understand where they were coming from.
She had in each hand a bottle of perfume and she eyed them both warily. She didn’t know which scent would be more attractive to Zane; they both smelt much the same to her. The one in the left, she was told, smelt like the “coming of spring”, which was enough to make Jo want to barf. How cheesy could people possibly get? The other one smelt like one flower or another, though Jo couldn’t specifically remember which one.
Eventually, she decided that flipping a coin would be the easiest way. She pulled a quarter from her wallet, mentally decided that heads would be the spring scent, and tossed it into the air. When she caught it on her arm, she saw the familiar tails facing up. Well, then. It was decided.
As she squirted the bottle, she still found herself biting her lip. There was nothing she could do now but hope for the best.
Fandom: Eureka
Words: 234
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst
Summary: Jo faces some dilemmas while preparing for her first date with Zane. Written for 100_women prompt 029, “Perfume”
Characters/Pairing: Jo Lupo, implied Jo/Zane.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: It's not mine.
Jo Lupo didn’t know too much about fashion or hairstyles or make-up. It simply wasn’t something that interested her. And yet, here she was, wearing a sundress, lipstick and blush and all for a boy. She used to roll her eyes at girls in high school who went to that much effort for some guy who was probably going to turn out to be a jerk. Now, however, she was starting to understand where they were coming from.
She had in each hand a bottle of perfume and she eyed them both warily. She didn’t know which scent would be more attractive to Zane; they both smelt much the same to her. The one in the left, she was told, smelt like the “coming of spring”, which was enough to make Jo want to barf. How cheesy could people possibly get? The other one smelt like one flower or another, though Jo couldn’t specifically remember which one.
Eventually, she decided that flipping a coin would be the easiest way. She pulled a quarter from her wallet, mentally decided that heads would be the spring scent, and tossed it into the air. When she caught it on her arm, she saw the familiar tails facing up. Well, then. It was decided.
As she squirted the bottle, she still found herself biting her lip. There was nothing she could do now but hope for the best.