[yeah, yeah, okay, time for Lina to stop being lazy and join Jen in clearing off the table. maybe she can get out some of this energy by walking around the apartment a little bit, just so it doesn't explode all over her roommate.]
What, really? I never would've been able to tell. [sarcasm is like anger lite. but Lina does have to pepper in some sincerity in an effort to salvage this conversation from nearly careening off the rails a moment ago.]
She was nice, though. You have good taste. [she places her dishes in the sink to deal with once they're done talking.] Maybe if you want to keep setting me up, you should grill me a little.
Maybe so. [ Jen moves aside to let Lina by, leaning against the counter now. ]
See, the thing about that is. What you said about types? Sometimes that's not enough either. [ she purses her lips, trying to find a good way to relay advice about something that, honestly, she has limited experience in herself and mostly only with boys in the past. not that those worked out that well for long-term relationships either. ] Ali. — Alison and I we, uh, hooked up a long time ago.
It was fun, I'll admit, but it wouldn't have worked out. [ Jen rolled her head back and forth, flexing her shoulders, which were still a little stiff. ]
[well, that might be a story, but maybe they should get, like, wasted or something and talk about it at some point. maybe that was the kind of story that actual friends shared when they were drunk together. not that she'd know what that was like in person.]
So what's your pedigree like, anyway? [weird way to phrase it. thanks, Lina. she tilted her head slightly after that, though, noticing the difficulties Jen seemed to be having.] You feeling okay?
[ Jen's face lit up in realization. duh! that made sense. but yes, it was an odd way to put it. ] Ahh. That one was a freebie because I thought it was fair to let you know. Other than that, and the one ex I mentioned before... eh. [ she shrugged a shoulder. ]
I couldn't really spend a lot of time with the others because I was always focused on sports, or studies. [ she rubbed at her neck. either she's tense, a VERY bad liar, or both. Jen can't exactly call what happened with Vera as part of the experience. even if they did meet up at several parties. she invited herself over to her house a few times. things got heated one. they danced...
then there's Kara. that's staying on the down-low as best as she can possibly manage it. ] No one really makes for a good example.
I mean, I could tell you about a girl that's definitely been flirting with me for a while if you want.
[she kind of figured that there was more going on than Jen wanted to say, but mentioning that Alison was some sort of "freebie" made this seem a lot more... transactional of a conversation. or maybe Lina just wanted to talk about herself for once, which was probably an improvement from barely talking at all. she leaned up against the wall of the kitchen and crossed her arms over her chest casually, definitely not trying to accentuate anything about herself.]
She was the one doing that whole text adventure thing on the app last week, you know?
[she'd wait to drop Natalia's name, of course, because Lina knew how to tell stories.]
She had me chase her self-insert down a rabbit hole and asked me a bunch of questions about myself. Like what my favorite drink is and some other—[mm. she hadn't thought about having to talk about that. she cut herself off, trying very hard not to look as embarrassed as she felt.]—stuff like that. You know.
[ at the first part, Jen shook her head. she hadn't seen it but now she'll have to try to go back and look. ]
Other "stuff", huh? [ one can hear the airquotes. and the rampant curiosity. Lina is talking more about herself, which is good and new and refreshing. ]
Wow! No. Not unless you're trying to just get under their skin or really embarrass them in public anyway. [ a huff of her own to go with it. hurray for the sanctity of virginity? yeesh. ]
Any other clues in there? I mean, that's fifty-fifty so there has to be more.
I mean, remember that night I came back plastered a few weeks ago? I ran into her on the way back from Big Bang and had some drinks with her.
[stole. she stole the drinks. nobody else was around and the city was basically a white void. nobody was there to stop her, and she still had some of the rum in her room.]
[ Jen giggled, almost proud to hear this. it may not be her idea of fun but... she has memories of going out to enjoy free drinks, too. something wholly unlike her. so Jen can't exactly talk. ]
[it didn't really match with everything else about Lina, but she knew that, honestly. it was a character flaw. or maybe she'd just been really depressed and couldn't turn down getting drunk and forgetting things for a while.]
Pretty fun. I don't remember a lot about it, but I know it happened, and... you really don't invite a girl out for drinks if you're not interested in her. Right? [right? that was an actual question. she didn't know why she was talking like she knew things.]
She's pretty cute. She's, uh. [and she gave a subtle glance down at her own chest.] My type.
Again, not unless she was going to leave you to make a fool out of yourself. But it sounds like that didn't happen — I mean, if it did, the network probably would have seen evidence of it by now, especially if it was something you forgot.
[ though that raises a point of concern. ladies have to look out for each other, after all. ] You don't think she... tried anything on you, do you?
[mm. Lina's playfulness left her tone for a moment as she considered it. definitely the right sort of question to ask, though.]
I don't think so. We were watching each other make the drinks the entire time, and I had way more on my own after she went home. Don't worry, if she'd actually tried something, I'd be in jail for assault right now.
[that was an awfully casual way to bring it up. she didn't work out at all, she wasn't very buff, but she had a very, very sharp set of brass knuckles that masqueraded as a cat keychain.]
[all this talking! it was good for them, probably. definitely good for Lina. she was kind of amazed at herself, and ended up pushing off the wall to keep line of sight with her roommate.]
You're kidding, right? Did you miss the part where she made all those moves and I just went along with it? I can't ask Natalia out. She's way out of my league.
[hm. well. she kind of knew what that meant. and it made things easier on Lina's end, but it also kind of... mm. she didn't like it. but she only had herself to blame, and she had to play it off like she wasn't the slightest bit hurt by how Jen reacted to that. she tried very... very hard to sound like she was joking.]
— but she did reply to my network post today, and we're going bowling. [ Jen ought to have kept her mouth shut, but she was going to bring up the trip anyway and Lina would have seen things then. best to be up-front about it to cut off the possibility of giving any false expectations. (like she hasn't just done that?) ]
But, listen, it's not a date! She is going along with a bunch of us on a road trip and she kept making it sound like she would be a bother because she didn't know me, and it's my birthday. So... I invited her bowling.
[ bowling isn't really a "date" activity is it? in 2018? ]
[Lina appreciated it and all, but it was really easy for her mind to wander. and if Jen ended up... ugh. Lina shook her head and tried not to be outright bothered by it. but, well, she was really bad at that.]
I can't blame her if she likes you more, I guess. Even if bowling is one of the least romantic things you can do with a person. [Jen would find a way. she leaned against the wall again, but this time tried to avoid eye contact.]
Bullshit. [ Jen swearing is a once-in-a-blue-moon occurrence. it's so instant, succinct, one might think she practices it in front of a mirror before unleashing it at just the right moment.
or it's a little of that "other" coming through. with her piercing gaze and jaw clenched tight.
that went beyond Lina just exaggerating her own shortcomings or using superlative language to describe everything negatively. that was what Jen saw as straight up lying. to her and to Lina both. ]
After all of what you just told me, I don't buy that for a second.
[that definitely made Lina's eyes widen—she'd fucked up. or been seen through immediately, not that it was very difficult because she was just. so transparent. and okay, fine, she didn't want to turn this into a fight, but she didn't know how to admit she'd been called out gracefully. her words weren't necessarily harsh or angry, but the tone behind them wasn't helping.]
Fine. Yeah. I want to try to date her but I want to do it on my own terms, and maybe I've just been hoping this whole time that she won't find somebody who's... easier to be around than I am. [wow that doesn't sound great, even if she doesn't mean it as, like, gross and manipulative.]
Or maybe she already has and she's just fucking with me. I don't know.
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What, really? I never would've been able to tell. [sarcasm is like anger lite. but Lina does have to pepper in some sincerity in an effort to salvage this conversation from nearly careening off the rails a moment ago.]
She was nice, though. You have good taste. [she places her dishes in the sink to deal with once they're done talking.] Maybe if you want to keep setting me up, you should grill me a little.
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See, the thing about that is. What you said about types? Sometimes that's not enough either. [ she purses her lips, trying to find a good way to relay advice about something that, honestly, she has limited experience in herself and mostly only with boys in the past. not that those worked out that well for long-term relationships either. ] Ali. — Alison and I we, uh, hooked up a long time ago.
It was fun, I'll admit, but it wouldn't have worked out. [ Jen rolled her head back and forth, flexing her shoulders, which were still a little stiff. ]
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[well, that might be a story, but maybe they should get, like, wasted or something and talk about it at some point. maybe that was the kind of story that actual friends shared when they were drunk together. not that she'd know what that was like in person.]
So what's your pedigree like, anyway? [weird way to phrase it. thanks, Lina. she tilted her head slightly after that, though, noticing the difficulties Jen seemed to be having.] You feeling okay?
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Oh, mm. I'm fine. What did you mean by "pedigree"?
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You know, who have you dated?
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I couldn't really spend a lot of time with the others because I was always focused on sports, or studies. [ she rubbed at her neck. either she's tense, a VERY bad liar, or both. Jen can't exactly call what happened with Vera as part of the experience. even if they did meet up at several parties. she invited herself over to her house a few times. things got heated one. they danced...
then there's Kara. that's staying on the down-low as best as she can possibly manage it. ] No one really makes for a good example.
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[she kind of figured that there was more going on than Jen wanted to say, but mentioning that Alison was some sort of "freebie" made this seem a lot more... transactional of a conversation. or maybe Lina just wanted to talk about herself for once, which was probably an improvement from barely talking at all. she leaned up against the wall of the kitchen and crossed her arms over her chest casually, definitely not trying to accentuate anything about herself.]
It's kind of cute. She thinks she's being subtle.
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[ it's not gossip, it's... tutelage! yeah, that's right. ]
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[she'd wait to drop Natalia's name, of course, because Lina knew how to tell stories.]
She had me chase her self-insert down a rabbit hole and asked me a bunch of questions about myself. Like what my favorite drink is and some other—[mm. she hadn't thought about having to talk about that. she cut herself off, trying very hard not to look as embarrassed as she felt.]—stuff like that. You know.
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Other "stuff", huh? [ one can hear the airquotes. and the rampant curiosity. Lina is talking more about herself, which is good and new and refreshing. ]
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When my first time was. Not exactly the kind of shit you ask people you're not interested in.
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Any other clues in there? I mean, that's fifty-fifty so there has to be more.
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[stole. she stole the drinks. nobody else was around and the city was basically a white void. nobody was there to stop her, and she still had some of the rum in her room.]
It was her idea.
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[ Jen giggled, almost proud to hear this. it may not be her idea of fun but... she has memories of going out to enjoy free drinks, too. something wholly unlike her. so Jen can't exactly talk. ]
Was it fun?
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Pretty fun. I don't remember a lot about it, but I know it happened, and... you really don't invite a girl out for drinks if you're not interested in her. Right? [right? that was an actual question. she didn't know why she was talking like she knew things.]
She's pretty cute. She's, uh. [and she gave a subtle glance down at her own chest.] My type.
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Again, not unless she was going to leave you to make a fool out of yourself. But it sounds like that didn't happen — I mean, if it did, the network probably would have seen evidence of it by now, especially if it was something you forgot.
[ though that raises a point of concern. ladies have to look out for each other, after all. ] You don't think she... tried anything on you, do you?
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I don't think so. We were watching each other make the drinks the entire time, and I had way more on my own after she went home. Don't worry, if she'd actually tried something, I'd be in jail for assault right now.
[that was an awfully casual way to bring it up. she didn't work out at all, she wasn't very buff, but she had a very, very sharp set of brass knuckles that masqueraded as a cat keychain.]
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I'm glad to hear it. Though now I'm wondering... have you asked her out yet? Now that things are back to normal in the city.
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You're kidding, right? Did you miss the part where she made all those moves and I just went along with it? I can't ask Natalia out. She's way out of my league.
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Oh. [ sip. ] Oops.
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Already dating her?
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— but she did reply to my network post today, and we're going bowling. [ Jen ought to have kept her mouth shut, but she was going to bring up the trip anyway and Lina would have seen things then. best to be up-front about it to cut off the possibility of giving any false expectations. (like she hasn't just done that?) ]
But, listen, it's not a date! She is going along with a bunch of us on a road trip and she kept making it sound like she would be a bother because she didn't know me, and it's my birthday. So... I invited her bowling.
[ bowling isn't really a "date" activity is it? in 2018? ]
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I can't blame her if she likes you more, I guess. Even if bowling is one of the least romantic things you can do with a person. [Jen would find a way. she leaned against the wall again, but this time tried to avoid eye contact.]
It's fine. I'm not even that interested in her.
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or it's a little of that "other" coming through. with her piercing gaze and jaw clenched tight.
that went beyond Lina just exaggerating her own shortcomings or using superlative language to describe everything negatively. that was what Jen saw as straight up lying. to her and to Lina both. ]
After all of what you just told me, I don't buy that for a second.
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Fine. Yeah. I want to try to date her but I want to do it on my own terms, and maybe I've just been hoping this whole time that she won't find somebody who's... easier to be around than I am. [wow that doesn't sound great, even if she doesn't mean it as, like, gross and manipulative.]
Or maybe she already has and she's just fucking with me. I don't know.
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