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Characters: Jaime Reyes and Cissie King-Jones.
Setting: Cissie's house, most likely the movies and a nice restaurant later!
Time: Sunday night, around 6:30.
Summary: It's Jaime and Cissie's 6-month anniversary! Which would be great if either of them had known they were dating.
Warnings: Hilarity and teenage awkwardness. It probably won't go above PG.
( I have a girlfriend? )
Setting: Cissie's house, most likely the movies and a nice restaurant later!
Time: Sunday night, around 6:30.
Summary: It's Jaime and Cissie's 6-month anniversary! Which would be great if either of them had known they were dating.
Warnings: Hilarity and teenage awkwardness. It probably won't go above PG.
( I have a girlfriend? )
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"Suzanne," Her mother had sighed, thrusting a nice red halter-top dress before Cissie's hands, "Go and get ready already! I'm sure Jaime's coming at any minute ( ... )
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When she opened the door, Jaime managed an awkward smile in return, waving at her hesitantly. "Thanks," he replied. Aw, man, and she was all dressed up, too? This was going to be even more uncomfortable than he'd originally thought. "You look nice, too. Oh, and these are for you," he added hastily, offering her the flowers.
And now, the real challenge. There was no way Jaime was going to kiss a stranger--he was still taken in his own universe!--so a hug would be enough to convince her that he was the Haven Jaime, right?
...Even a one-armed hug...?
The Scarab tittered in the back of his head. Most certainly laughter. Dumb alien bug, he thought bitterly. You'd think a galactic Swiss army knife would have an answer to blind dates.
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Taking the flowers gently, Cissie sniffed them. "Thanks," She genuinely smiled. Something about roses - especially ones meant for her - seemed to dissolve some of her worries about this evening. -- At least, until he went in for the hug. A one-armed hug? Really?
She awkwardly hugged him in return, still holding the flowers. "I'll go ahead and give this to---" Ack, the camera flash already? Bonnie eagerly photographed the two not once, but twice. "---Mom."
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--which, predictably, was disrupted by the flash of the camera in his eyes. He blinked away the spots while the Scarab assured him that only minimal damage was done to his retinas.
"Well, that's great," he muttered under his breath, rubbing at his left eye. "I'll bring Cissie home in a few hours, Ms.--"
[KING]
"--uh, Ms. King."
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Glaring at the boys, Cissie hissed, "What was that for---"
Oh dear god, they just threw a whole tin of popcorn on her head. Cissie screamed. By now, the theater lights had turned on - and the staff was surely on their way - but the frat boys didn't seem to care as they moved on to the elderly couple next to Jaime and Cissie.
Within mere seconds, the whole theater descended into an all out popcorn and soda warfare zone. (Cissie could even feel the sticky soda on her new dress! Oh god!) It was official: tonight officially ranked as "one of the worst nights ever" in her life.
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Jaime removed the popcorn tin from her head and took her arm.
"I really really think we should get out of here." He paused to wipe what he really hoped was soda from his cheek. "Like. Now. Before they start throwing other stuff."
His eyes darted to the poor old couple, who had taken the hint and begun to hurry out, as well.
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... Was this movie really that horrible?
Everyone that wasn't a frat boy'd already left - and yes, even the elderly couple'd beaten Jaime and Cissie out the door - and honestly? By the time Cissie made it outside the theater, she spit out popcorn into the trash can and studied her and her stranger-boyfriend.
"Aw, Jaime..." She sighed, staring at his clothes. "That's gonna be hard to wash out."
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