The Perk, Saturday evening

[fates_jaye]

So Jaye's kind of sucked at the getting out and doing things thing, and she's remedying that because hi, cute boy. Which is why she handwavily left a message for Jarod to meet her. Then she headed to the Perk to grab a table and wait with a mocha.


[For Jarod, but open for all your caffeination needs.]

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[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod walked in a few minutes later, carrying a small, broken kitten harness. "Hi," he smiled when he spotted Jaye and slid into the seat across from her. "I was starting to wonder how I'd messed up."

[fates_jaye]

"You didn't. Trust me. As long as I still say hi on the radio, it's all good," she says with a smile. She nods to the harness and asks, "Who's your friend?"

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Proof that small kittens grow up," he sighed, piling it onto the table. "I was going to take M for a walk, or let her play outside, but it's too small now. I need another one."

[fates_jaye]

"Could always just carry her around in a backpack," Jaye suggests. Half teasing. "I think I've seen Rory do it. It's very cute."

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Tried that," he laughed, "but she likes being able to wander on her own. Cat thing, I guess. Though she does like the height."

[fates_jaye]

Jaye's smiling again. "You carried around a cat in a backpack and I missed it?"

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"It was more of a pocket thing," he admitted. "M was much littler at the time."

[fates_jaye]

She kind of stares, and says, "Okay, that's the cutest thing ever."

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

His ears started to flush. "She liked curling up in there. Anyway, enough about me. What have you been up to?"

[fates_jaye]

"School. Gremlin soap opera. I've been boring," she says. "I'm happy to fix that."

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Ah, yes, the gremlins, and I don't think you could ever be boring."

[fates_jaye]

"Are you sure?" she asks lightly. "I'm sure me describing my socks or something could prove it."

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

He leaned his elbows on the table and lowered his voice so it wouldn't carry. "I wouldn't mind hearing you describe your socks. I bet you've got a unique understanding of footwear."

[fates_jaye]

She learns forward and says in a low voice, "They're ankle socks. And white." And she nods like she knows exactly what she's talking about.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Oooh," Jarod said, and peeked beneath the table.

[fates_jaye]

She pulls up her pant leg just enough to show him her sock. Oooh indeed.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Impressive," he grinned, taking the opportunity to check out Jaye's legs, "My heart's all aflutter."

[fates_jaye]

"I never would have figured you for a sock guy," she says, smiling back.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Well, they're your socks," he said.

[fates_jaye]

"Awww," she says, totally unable to stop herself. "I've never had a guy like my socks before, you know."

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"It helps that they've got your feet in them."

[fates_jaye]

"Are you trying to get me out of my shoes?" she teases.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod cleared his throat and tugged at his collar. "Not in public?"

[fates_jaye]

"I'll be good," she promises. "I doubt the baristas would have the same appreciation for my feet."

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Plus it's cold," he added, then got up. "I'm going to get some hot chocolate. Do you want anything?"