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 Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2016 4:45 pm
Thorne finished the toast off with a flourish and pointed to the next piece in Chel's hand.
"I could make a very heartfelt message singed into that piece if you want my deepest and innermost thoughts," he said, slightly devious, but also acknowledging that yeah, he was probably still a little bit insecure about where he stood with everyone else in this goddamn town.
A surprised bubble of laughter fell from his throat at the coment though, and he looked at her, his cheeks heating warm and red.
"He didn't, no, but I mean - he deserves better than me, I think," he stumbled over the words, a little bit guilty, as though it were some sort of crime to want Chris that way. However, he couldn't help smiling at Chel. "Maybe if he's not sick of me by Seattle, I'll tell him then. If it goes well, I'll buy you shots. If it goes bad, well - I guess the same goes anyways."
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2016 5:08 pm
Chel raised an eyebrow and handed the bread over. She wanted to see this heartfelt comment and innermost thoughts. How he was going to fit it all on a piece of toast; that she especially she wanted to see his deep dark thoughts and emotions. Doubly so on a piece of teeny tiny bread.
She noticed the blush and part of her died a little. Oh, he had it bad. Everyone and their mother was dating someone these days; it made her feel worn out.
"Thorne there ain't no way he's gonna say no t'a great guy like you. Grow some balls- yer gonna do fine." Chel always did talk a hair too crude for any give nsituation. "Shots'll be on me, alright loverboy?" She let out a dramatic sigh. "How long you gonna be gone anyways? I dunno f'I can stand livin' without the Thorne in my side."
She had definitely told that joke at least twelve times.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2016 5:17 pm
Thorne takes the piece of toast and examines it before putting all of his effort into scrawling a very long messages onto every inch of it. Front and back. Like a professional. It is a long-winded, heartfelt apology for his actions at the ball. But on the back it just ends in -
And if I haven't already mentioned it 10,000 times, I am an a**. Can I still be a thorn in your side?
He hands it back to her with a snorting laugh. "Honestly, this is very new," he says truthfully, "But I think I could usher in a new age of methods of apology if I wanted, you know."
He paused then, and smiled a little.
"Alright, alright," he says with a grin, "I'll only be gone a few weeks. Can't miss out on Halloween, can I? I'll be back to being your one true a*****e in a matter of days, I promise. Until then you can crash for breakfast whenever you want. God knows I make too much anyways."
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2016 5:21 pm
Chel squinted hard at the piece of toast. "Does this just say a** a bunch of times?"
Chel had dyslexia and toast was not an easy medium to read on. Even less so when he crammed so many words in one spot.elkbones i will get back to the rest of ur tag i just wanted to acknowledge this hilarious moment
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2016 9:15 pm
"Yes," Thorne replies, entirely serious. He stares at Chel as though daring her to question him, while internally, some part of him withers and dies.
"I mean," he adds, "it also has a part where I'm apologizing profusely for how much of an a** I've been and asking for forgiveness because I need to hear that awful pun of yours at least five hundred more times but - "
chiickadee that is hands down th ebest reaction ever
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2016 9:22 pm
Chel's face went from a jokey grin to slackjawed embarrassment. She waved a hand in his face, cutting off whatever he was going to say next. "Ah- don't worry 'bout it. Sorry from me too," she said awkwardly. Chel didn't really ... do this kind of thing often. "I was s'posed t'mask you at the ball an' keep you safe an' ... I didn't do that."
Keeping people safe was her number one priority most of the time (especially where magic was concerned). At the moment, Shun was rather upset that he'd failed, but Chel hadn't really gotten a chance to tell anyone that ... she'd failed too. She'd messed up just as much as anyone that night.
"Sorry from me too man. You ain't done nothin' wrong."
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2016 9:24 pm
"Oh," Thorne said earnestly, and rubbed the back of his neck before tentatively reaching out and tapping his fingers against her knuckles, a light little gesture of forgiveness. "Hey, no, it's no ones fault what happened that night - and you came and you stayed even when I couldn't remember right from left. That means something, really."
He smiled at her, embarrassed as much as she was.
"S'alright, just promise you'll come around for breakfast again sometime?" He paused and pointed. "Doors always open for you. Windows too, if you'd prefer a little adventure."
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2016 9:31 pm
"F'yer gonna serve pancakes yer gonna be lucky f'I ever talk to you again." She slid closer to give him an affectionate little hip check since her hands were full with the toast. "Yeah I'll see y'around. We're good."
She coughed awkwardly to diffuse the embarrassment of the conversation and hoped Thorne would move on just as quickly. "Anyways, less gay s**t and more of yer gay s**t. He cute or nah?" Chel wanted pictures, Thorne. Pictures or it didn't happen.
WC: 1509
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2016 9:47 pm
"I promise I'll find the waffle iron just for you," Thorne retorted with a laugh, hip-checking her back with a grin on his lips. "Alright, alright. I'm glad. Need someone to bother with toast messages, after all."
Thorne snorted at her, as though the insinuation that Chris wasn't cute was blasphemy in of itself.
"Here," he said, pulling out his phone.
It was time for Instagram pictures of unsuspecting not-boyfriends.chiickadee good to fade on showing pics of the bae w ur post if u want? O V O <3
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