RP: About

[avabyrne]

Date: 3 February 2012
Characters: Ava Byrne, Rori Milburn
Location: Around town for now
Status: Private
Summary: Ava and Rori spend some time.
Completion: Incomplete

Comments

[rori_milburn]

"Totally not a problem," Rori replied, busier watching her girlfriend eat than she really was nibbling on her own cone, though it was very tasty. "The weather just doesn't seem to want to cooperate." It made the day rather wearisome, though they did still need the water.

"It's still romantic. Well, as romantic as my poor ol' truck is capable being anymore." She glanced around. She'd pushed her seat back while she ate her ice cream, and the truck really was mostly clean. A few stray bits and bobbles here and there, but she'd cleaned it out last week in a fit of cleanliness. "Though it could be drier, I agree. I didn't realize it was supposed to be so dreary today.

[avabyrne]

"You should eat yours faster," Ava pointed out, indicating where some of Rori's ice cream was dripping onto her hand. She reached out and dabbed some of it off onto her own finger, licking that off too before she grinned. "You're making a mess."

"I think your truck's romantic." She pivoted a bit where she sat, tucking her shoulder against the seat as she angled herself toward Rori. Maybe parking with ice cream was just as good as walking romantically with ice cream. "It's all lived-in and well-used and comfortable, and you're all over it." She smiled and added, "plus it has a bed. That pretty much makes it romantic by default."

[rori_milburn]

Rori snorted softly and raised her hand to lick the liquid off her hand, unrepentent. "Oops." She licked all around her cone, telling herself to pay attention to her ice cream for a ouple of moments. She grinned over her cone at her girlfriend, happy to just be hanging out. This going out in public thing was nice sometimes, she thought.

"Comfortable is a good word for it," she agreed, turning slightly as well, one leg drawing up into the seat, elbow resting on her knee. She laughed outright at the mention of a bed. "Yes, it does, but not the real comfortable sort!" she said, pushing her hair back out of her face. "But the notion is nice, I suppose." Maybe before it got ungodly hot this summer, she'd throw some hay and a few blankets in the back, and some beer, and invite Ava out to go stargazing from the bed of her truck.

[avabyrne]

"Much better." Ava let herself be distracted watching Rori lick things before returning the grin and going back to her own ice cream.

"You must've had her for ages, taken her everywhere," Ava mused, though she was only guessing, because maybe it had been bought used like her own car was. "My Jeep and I only have about a year's worth of memories." Though they were some of the best in her life, if she really thought about it. She laughed. "Sleeping on hard surfaces builds character. Or something. Anyway we could make it comfortable. There's so much we could do with all that room."