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*calmly* I don't have to make a production out of this; you can just tell me who she is, then we'll get our coffee, and this'll be over, you know?

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*dyingdyingdying* And I'm telling you he's not a she.

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... oh. *pause* So ... you broke up with my friends because you were gay?

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*shaking* I didn't break up with your friends. Your friends broke up with me because they didn't like me as much as I liked them, or there was someone else they decided they liked better, or they just got bored with me, and even when I tried to make things work, I was still too boring for them -- they never told me half the awful things they told you, and I wish they had so I could've fixed it, but now it's too late. Now I've got someone who does like me and I want it to be a good thing, so if you're going to accuse me of something, if you're going to say something cruel to me now, just ... please! Get it over with!

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*literally taken aback--moves a step away at this* I--wow. Who is he?

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*looks down, still simmering slightly but there is something warm in his voice when he says* Horatio.

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*frowns--still cold, but there is something vulnerable in her voice* So he didn't want to go out with me?

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He did want to. He told me how you met in a bookstore, and that you liked little chocolates and had an awesome smile, and you were going to watch a movie together. He would've been happy to, and I would've let him, but ...

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Now, wait-- *filling her coffee cup* --how long have you two been dating, anyway?

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*ah --* We knew how we felt about each other, but it wasn't really ... really official until last night. *prepared to be told what a bad, bad person he is*

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*skeptical* How long have you 'known how you felt about each other'?

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O-Over a year, maybe ... ?

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And you never, you know, slept together, before last night? *mixing in cream and sugar*

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No. *blushes*

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Huh. I think I'm going to have to have a talk with a few friends. *checks her watch* Well, there goes my break--see you. *then heads back to her desk, coffee cupped in both hands*

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*-- has absolutely no idea what just happened, there*

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*perhaps that's best--but the next day, Olga will stick a post-it note on his desk that reads Sorry for all the trouble. Say hi to Horatio! =)*

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*women make no sense :D but after spending a good chunk of time looking over his shoulder, waiting for the other shoe to drop, may feel something close to relief --*

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*--and when he gets home from work the next day, Horatio will be home shortly after, with a little tissue-paper-wrapped lily for him* Hello--! ^____^

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*and Rey will come to greet and embrace him, gently, from behind, nuzzling and kissing his cheek* Hi --

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*giggles, nuzzling back* Hi. ^__^ I brought you a flower ... *offers the orange lily*

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Oh -- *smiles and hugs him a little tighter; blushes perhaps when he sees it* It's orange.

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*sheepish* Shouldn't it be?

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*sheepish* You're not supposed to give orange lilies. But I like it. *kissing his other cheek* Really, I do. Thank you --

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