The Roof, Late Sunday Evening

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Deciding that the evening was nice enough for an outdoor picnic, John had a blanket laid out on the roof decorated with turkey sandwiches, bags of Cheetos, and cans of terrible beer he'd smuggled up from his room. There was even a chunk of chocolate cake waiting next to the basket. This was his idea of a picnic, and he thought he'd done an okay job of gathering things and setting up.

Despite knowing in advance that Jaina intended to bid on and win his basket, John was still a little surprised by how she'd accomplished her goal.

And part of him still wondered what would have happened if she'd lost.

[John's there for the girl who won him, but the roof is open.]

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"Be careful," he warned, turning to face her a little more. "That's a hard thing to take back."

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"I'm so bad at careful," she said. "And I'm not taking it back."

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"I'm proof of that," he said, glad she wasn't taking it back.

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"One of your many pluses," she said, leaning up to kiss him lightly.

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He could deal with that, leaning down with a smile. "No more compliments."

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"I didn't compliment, I stated a fact," she told him.

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"Okay, then no more facts," he countered.

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"So that means I shouldn't talk then," she noted, since those things were what she was sort of stuck on at the moment.

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"No, you shouldn't talk," he agreed, leaning in to kiss her again.