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The lobby, Friday afternoon

Rubbing his eyes but pretty much recovered from his transit-induced nap, Jude rolled into the lobby with his backpack slung over his back and glittering suspiciously. Toronto had been fun and his friends had been great - they had even hit the Bloor Cinema for that campy flick with Tim Curry in the fishnets last Friday - but there was just something about Fandom that made it good to be home.

Okay, there was a bunch of specific things about Fandom that made it good to be home.

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It seemed like it had been way longer than a week. Of course, the past week - samurai fishmen in the past, cheerleading competitions, and lichenthropic roommates - had been crazier than most. Also, she'd missed him. That didn't help.

So Friday afternoon she kept hopping down into the lobby, just in case he happened to be there already. And his room, in case she missed him in the lobby.

She managed to have great timing, for once. And Jude was about to get tackleglomped.

Jude had managed to half-turn towards her before he was tackleglomped, the skateboard shooting out from under him and sitting down hard on his backside, his arms wrapping tightly around Rikku.

"Hey."

"Oh! I'm sorry!" Rikku clapped a hand over her mouth and giggled.

She disentangled herself and stood up, dusting herself off and offering him a hand. "So, uh, hi! You're back! I mean, well. You know."

"I am back," Jude agreed mellowly, taking her hand as he stood and using it to tug her close for another hug.

Rikku snuggled in to the front of his shirt and squeezed. "I missed you."

She looked up quizzically. "You're all glittery." And giggled. "Oh! You got my note?"

"I missed you too. And your note totally made my week." Keeping one arm tightly around her waist, he dug in his pocket with the other to come up with a slightly more than a bit crumpled note that shed glitter everywhere.

She bounced a little. "You did! I was worried you wouldn't see it but it was late so I couldn't wake you. But everything was really okay and we fought off some samurai fishthings and that was kind of fun. And now everybody's back safe and sound!" She lifted it over both of them and shook it a bit to release a rain of glitter, and bounced again.

"You kept it? All week?" She melted.

Jude wrinkled up his nose against as glitter drifted down, sticking to his toque.

"Uh huh. All week," he said with a smile. "And I'm glad everything's good now. I was worried 'til I got your note. And you had fun."

"I did! It was great! And so was cheerleading, whoa, we were in this huge city and it was really warm out and we won and ... " His nose was cute when it wrinkled. Especially with glitter on it. "You know."

Talking was kinda silly, she realized. Her voice trailed off a bit and she leaned up on her tiptoes, eyes closed.

Jude honestly had no idea that he was dating a cheerleader. And would have commented on this fact along with congratulations on winning, but, you know. Other things to do.

Like kissing his girlfriend.

Rikku snuggled back against him. "How are your friends? And where is Toronto? Is it near Sandiego? And did you have fun? And ..."

There were a hundred other things to ask. First, more kissing.

Jude really honestly had his mouth open to reply. But yet again, more kissing. He filed them away so he could answer them later. Much later. Because kissing.

After more of the kissing, Rikku took a breath and smiled at him. "So, uh, heya." And blushed. And looked around.

"We should probably, you know. Go somewhere else." Could you get detention for kissing in a lobby? Wouldn't want to find out the hard way.

Jude chuckled and brushed a thumb over her red cheek. "Hi. My room so I can drop my stuff?"

"Oh! Yeah, your stuff! I totally forgot." She bowed and giggled. "Lead the way!"

With an outrageous bow, Jude offered her his arm to lead the way.

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The lobby, Friday afternoon

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