The Roof [Saturday night]

[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime had a huge bowl of fresh popcorn dripping with butter and drenched in s salt. He was sitting near the edge of the roof, just looking out. "Man," he shook his head, looking over at his companion, "this may be the weirdest thing that's happened since I got here. And that's saying something."

He snorted. "Does this sort of thing happen often?"

"And do you think we have enough popcorn for any other unaffected people who might show up?"

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[weldedtomyspine]

"Well, yeah, that's what friends are for, right?" As long as he wasn't on the receiving end of things, of course.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah threw more popcorn at him. "So you'll be good with me returning the favor. Good to know!"

[weldedtomyspine]

"You're welcome to try," he laughed. "But I'm obviously better at this than you are."

Pride goeth, Mister Reyes. Pride goeth.