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[technicallyabug.livejournal.com]

[Knock knock knock at your door, Nancy. Come on, Peter knows you're in there.

Well, he hopes you're in there anyways!]

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[thatsnotnancy.livejournal.com]

[She kicks her legs playfully.]

Well gosh, which of the three does this date fall under? All three?

[technicallyabug.livejournal.com]

I don't want to spoil the surprise completely.

[thatsnotnancy.livejournal.com]

Then get your ass in gear and start this date already. You've succeeded in getting me excited for it. [She leans over and nibbles his neck, just because it's there.]

[technicallyabug.livejournal.com]

[And thus results the most unmanly sound Peter has ever made. And considering he's not exactly manly to begin with that's pretty bad.

Clears his throat, trying to pretend he didn't just... do that.]

I can tell.

[thatsnotnancy.livejournal.com]

[His various reactions will never not be amusing to her.]

I'd express it even more, but then we'd never actually make it to the date.

[technicallyabug.livejournal.com]

[Well at least he's good for something.]

Tempting, but no way. I made plans. Kind of-ish.

[thatsnotnancy.livejournal.com]

Then can I call dibs on planning the next date? I vote we stay in and have some fun of our own. [...in bed.]

[technicallyabug.livejournal.com]

... I'm very seriously considering this offer. But not today.

[thatsnotnancy.livejournal.com]

Next time for sure, then. [Kicking her legs, looking around and where they're headed]

[technicallyabug.livejournal.com]

[Right now just out the front door of the castle maybe.]

Sure, next time I'll bust out the B-rated movies and cheesy board games.

[Lala, playing clueless here to be obnoxious.]

[thatsnotnancy.livejournal.com]

Okay seriously, keep this up and I'm totally revoking your date planning rights.

[She's lying. Maybe.]

[technicallyabug.livejournal.com]

What are you talking about? I'm a master at this.