"You don't like tin-foil hat man watching us?" I ask it with a soft, laugh, knowing that maybe we're getting carried away. I reach for the remote, switching the screen off before letting it drop to the floor, turning back to Claudia and the uncomfortable couch.
This isn't something I want to rush, but it's easy to put things off forever until they become awkward again. We seem to have gotten past that for the moment, and it feels good. "Maybe I could make dinner? It's light late enough, we could have a picnic outside? I even have a bottle of wine I've been saving."
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Date: 2014-08-03 05:28 am (UTC)This isn't something I want to rush, but it's easy to put things off forever until they become awkward again. We seem to have gotten past that for the moment, and it feels good. "Maybe I could make dinner? It's light late enough, we could have a picnic outside? I even have a bottle of wine I've been saving."