http://decoder-rings.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-03-07 12:27 pm

Deck, Saturday Afternoon

It was nice to wake up to a warm day finally. Hannibal had thought the winter would just be everlasting, dumping snow on them whenever it got the urge but it was finally warm. He didn't even mind the clouds that much because warmth meant he didn't have to coop himself up inside anymore. Warmth meant he could stick himself on the deck, in a comfortable chair with his feet up and sunglasses on.

Really, he probably would have been happy to sit on the deck if it had been cold. It was amazing how everything seemed to improve when one's mood was no longer akin to a battered punching bag.

It might not have been the deck of a cruise ship but Hannibal decided this was kinda nice anyway.

[hey, open! taking advantage of the east coast's GORGEOUS weather!]

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm very sorry, Hannibal. Even with the alcohol, I knew better than to get defensive and ask you to choose." Even if she would likely do it again. "You were probably right about me."

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not," she agreed, even if it felt sort of necessary. "And I'm not asking you to choose."

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Now she had to remember how much just Adora had imbibed. "You were quite helpful with the ordering, though the consumption was certainly on me."

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Adora looked shocked, "You ordered them on purpose?"

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Why would he order her a vile drink on purpose? "Wait, were you mad at me or something?"

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry about that, too," she told him. "I don't fault you for choosing poorly, but don't wonder if I don't let you order for me next time."

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Um, I spilled a cup of ice and alcohol on my lap," she reminded him.

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Things happen?" Adora tried.

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm getting that impression," she said, not meaning to admit that there were lies.

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think I'm doing well," Adora told him, not sounding completely sure. "I'm still trying to figure out how Earth things work."

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
He had been helpful about this before, Adora could imagine he'd be helpful now. "You know, things like dating."

[identity profile] fabulous-secret.livejournal.com 2009-03-08 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, yes, it's very new to me," she said, trying to think of the words. "Edward started talking about people who just date each other. Forever." Forever was a very long time.