[Ah yes. The f-word. He says it and she pauses, mid-blanket fussing (she gets cold, even with all the alcohol in her system), considering for a moment. Are they… friends? She supposes so. There are certainly a lot of benefits to said friendship if that’s what it is. Labels can be complicated, but from personal experience… going without any can be more trouble than it’s worth. So - friends. Sure.]
You can be a sweet, perfect friend.
[Wendy’s silly when she’s had a bit too much to drink. But still quite functioning. No dizzy behavior, impeccable texting skills. Definitely looser when it comes to running her mouth, but in an endearing way. At least for now. He has surprised her and brought her food and she’s utterly pleased with the whole situation here. Not to mention smitten about him.]
I won’t forget. Look - [Once she’s nice and settled, Wendy’s picking up her phone and a reminder is set. At some point (hopefully) tomorrow, she will be reminded about groceries. See - she even shows him said reminder. That way he knows she isn’t lying.] Double reminder.
[And then the device is unceremoniously dropped to the couch cushion. It can be dealt with later because now is Food Time and nothing quite matches the loveliness that is soaking up booze with burger.
…And this probably the loveliest burger she’s ever had. She takes that first bite, then another. She nearly talks with her mouth full and ends up covering it with her free hand while she chews. The perfect example of ladylike behavior.]
Oh my god.
[There’s his answer. Unless he wants to hold for a few moments while her wine-addled brain processes something more adequate.]
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You can be a sweet, perfect friend.
[Wendy’s silly when she’s had a bit too much to drink. But still quite functioning. No dizzy behavior, impeccable texting skills. Definitely looser when it comes to running her mouth, but in an endearing way. At least for now. He has surprised her and brought her food and she’s utterly pleased with the whole situation here. Not to mention smitten about him.]
I won’t forget. Look - [Once she’s nice and settled, Wendy’s picking up her phone and a reminder is set. At some point (hopefully) tomorrow, she will be reminded about groceries. See - she even shows him said reminder. That way he knows she isn’t lying.] Double reminder.
[And then the device is unceremoniously dropped to the couch cushion. It can be dealt with later because now is Food Time and nothing quite matches the loveliness that is soaking up booze with burger.
…And this probably the loveliest burger she’s ever had. She takes that first bite, then another. She nearly talks with her mouth full and ends up covering it with her free hand while she chews. The perfect example of ladylike behavior.]
Oh my god.
[There’s his answer. Unless he wants to hold for a few moments while her wine-addled brain processes something more adequate.]