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 Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2012 11:01 pm
Well that was awesome. A hand in the hair? Pulling her over? If Tate was trying to discourage Kess from pissing her off in the future, she was doing a terrible job at it. The blonde may have been mentioning that, a mumble that ended up unintelligible movements against a frustrated mouth.
It'd certainly taken long enough. Four hundred and twenty four days.
Her hand tightened at the collar of Tate's shirt, preemptively stopping the possibility of retreat until a particularly impressive explosion separated them.
It was probably for the best that the row behind them was empty, but even if it wasn't, Kess wasn't inclined to care.
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2012 11:13 pm
The number of times Tate Konstantin could have kissed Kess Reever and just didn't were legion. They could not be counted. However, the number was now one less than the number of opportunities she'd had, and towered far over the number of times she could have and did, which amounted to exactly one, and which Tate was now regretting. Not because the kiss had sucked, because: it totally hadn't. It was more that there was an hour of the movie left.
Tate had once promised herself she'd never be the type to kiss and run.
However, she was beginning see the innate appeal.
"Um," she mumbled, which wasn't so much a word as just the noise Tate made as she re-seated herself in her chair and turned her face resolutely to the screen, arms folded up with a careful two inches of space between her and the armrest and thus, Kess. Don't suppose you could pretend I didn't do that in public, she thinks, but doesn't say, because they are in a movie theater and Tate is not a philistine.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 10:26 am
The rest of the movie passed in pleased silence - For Kess, anyway. Despite the dimpled grin plasted on her face, she didn't say anything to Tate, and she certainly didn't look at the poor girl. Didn't want her to burst into flames and all that, just before the end of the film.
Of course, the movie did eventually end, which left the two of them together, with no distractions. They stood, shuffled out with the masses, and when they hit the lobby of the theatre, the blonde finally let her dark eyes drag over her taller friend.
"Want to get a drink?" They were both old enough, now, and Kess was loathe to let Tate escape without at least one more shot at turning the night into a 'real date'.
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