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The Magpie Emporium, Thursday (12/26)

Steph's Christmas had been nice; she didn't usually make a huge deal out of the holiday, since that had been her mom's thing and it never quite felt right to go all out without her, but there'd been calls from friends and family across the country mixed in with her festivities at home with Vi. Tomorrow night they'd be heading out to spend the weekend in Haven Springs, and she still had to pack for that, but for today there was work and then tonight a quick gig in Baltimore (which she could do because her favorite streaming series was on holiday hiatus).

It was too early to take down the lights and wreaths, she decided, especially since Saffron was curled up adorably in a wreath that had fallen onto the floor and she couldn't go disturbing the cat, now, could she? Besides, she had a New Year's Eve party game display to put together and inventory to do, and why did it all feel like an interminably long time until her vacation started?

So. Busy day, but not so busy that Steph wasn't going to take time out to send a quick text to Vi as soon as she heard someone mention it was Boxing Day.

Hey. Hey, guess what? Today's your holiday.

No, she did not care if technically Boxing Day wasn't really a thing here. Like she was going to pass up the opportunity for a dorky joke?

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Vi was in the middle of making lunch from leftovers to bring in (and watching a playlist of roller derby videos) when she got Steph's message.

It is? Did you roll on the birthday table?

No, ~~unlike her player, weeping in Australian retail worker~~ she'd not heard it called that yet.

no, saving that for you to do obviously.

As if Steph would deprive her players of the fun of making a roll for themselves. She avoided making secret rolls as much as humanly possible whenever she ran Pathfinder; she'd hardly take away the chance for Vi to let the dice pick a random birthday for herself by making that roll.

Just the day after xmas is a big deal in a bunch of other countries? Boxing day. Not actually about punching people though, sorry

A couple of seconds later:

i just think i'm hilarious

You are hilarious.

Somehow, Vi didn't even need tone markers to make that read sarcastic.

Dork.

She didn't, because Steph knew her.

You love it. 😘

I do.

Had Vi spent far too long figuring out how the selfie camera worked just so she could send Steph a photo of her blowing a kiss back? Yes.

It was too bad Vi wasn't privy to the way Steph clutched the phone to her chest and made a high pitched delighted noise that earned her a glare from Saffron and some brief concerned looks from the gremlins.

omg i love you so much you're the literal cutest.

Look, she knew Vi had never really bothered with her selfie camera before. Also congrats on becoming Steph's new lockscreen, Vi.

It still felt weird enough having a camera that fit in your pocket and took photos so easily, let alone one specifically for taking ones of your own face.

You're making me blush.

This was the first step down the road to getting thirst traps sent to you, Steph. The narrative would ask if you wanted that, but it already knew the answer.

Steph was so used to them that it never would have occurred to her to think that, but she'd get it.

Also cute as hell. I see no issue here.

Please. As if she wouldn't want anything that was a new way for the two of them to be adoring idiots about each other.

Plus in amongst all that other unaddressed trauma was having her mugshot taken. But that was going to continue being unaddressed for the time being.

I want you to remember that later.

Which was pretty much what the narrative thought.

Well, now was not the time to unpack that anyway. But look how just fine they both were!

How could I ever forget your adorable face, o light of my life?You are coming for lunch, right?

She already knew the answer to that question, sure. But why pass up the chance to hand Vi a good joke setup?

They were the picture of emotional health!

Planning to. And you should too.

Was it really a joke when you intended to follow through, though?

They were still doing better than they had been, but that probably wasn't that hard.

Exactly what I was hoping to do, as it happens. Along with the message, Steph sent a selfie of herself waggling her eyebrows, the tip of her tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth. Can't wait.

Okay, maybe not a joke so much as an opportunity for (expected) innuendo, which did tend to be the way they flirted.

When the bar was on the floor, it was easy to step over.

It was probably Vi's lack of familiarity with the camera that had her sending back a close up of her mouth while idly chewing on her thumb. Probably.

They knew what they liked. Sorry, not sorry, anyone who had to be around them.

At least the bar had only been on the floor and not under it, but it had been a near thing.

Tease. No, Steph hadn't made up her mind whether that had been an accidental choice on Vi's part or not, but given her personal opinion about Vi's mouth she felt it was a suitable response either way.

At least the narrative was apologizing, because they sure wouldn't.

A lot nearer than either of them would like to admit.

I have no idea what you're talking about. Never had a text message been more innocent. Never.

Apologising would require shame.

That would imply there was anything to admit to in the first place. Which there wasn't.

Yeah I bet you don't. Steph didn't need a picture to imagine exactly the kind of look that had been on Vi's face while typing that. You would never try and get me all wound up or anything on PURPOSE.

And they didn't know what shame was, so... yeah.

Why did the narrative kept casting all these aspersions upon them?

Of course I wouldn't. It was that exact look on Vi's face as she sent that. I don't try, I succeed.

It wasn't like it had good reasons to or anything!

Someone's sure of herself. This time, the selfie that Steph sent showed her with one eyebrow raised and her best "bring it" look. Am I supposed to think that's hot?

...um, Steph, you did and both of you knew it.

Or experience dealing with them.

Vi's reply took a while to come through, almost like she was taking her time figuring out a shot that properly showed off her arms. I mean, yeah. Kinda.

The narrative was tired. It was so, so tired. You didn't even know.

Steph's selfie this time was a brief video clip of her licking her lips and staring hungrily at the camera. Only 'kinda,' babe?

Great, if this became a thing they were going to be even more insufferable now.

It just wanted them to be happy, and they made it so hard on everyone involved.

Wouldn't want to brag. Somehow, Vi managed to send a shot of her shirt riding up and showing off a sliver of abs with that.

You wouldn't think it was possible, and yet...

That was what the narrative got for getting invested in two girls with the kind of trauma they had between them.

Steph was relieved that Vi wasn't on hand to hear the way she whined when she saw that picture, but the one she sent back was of herself with flushed cheeks, biting her knuckle.

I'm starving. How soon are you getting here?

Yeah, they were overachievers like that.

The narrative had only itself to blame.

Vi had exactly the kind of smirk Steph was imagining as she typed Soon. Nearly finished making lunch.

If only they put the same kind of effort into talking with each other.

The narrative would argue that it shouldn't be expected to do anything but get invested in people who looked so pretty when they were sad, though.

I knew you loved me. The gesture Steph was making with her fingers in front of her mouth was best left to the imagination in a public comm.

Hell, they could put that effort into making themselves face up to what they needed to talk about, for a start.

The narrative was having a time of it, basically.

I do. It was also doing some wonderful things to Vi's imagination as she finished packing the food. On my way.

They could. But they wouldn't.

Edited 2024-12-29 05:55 (UTC)

And yet here it was, persisting.

There wasn't a caption with the next picture Steph sent, but considering that it was a shot of her looking goofy as all hell with her chin propped up on one hand and an exaggerated expression of longing on her face as she stared toward the shop door, it really didn't need one.

They were incorrigible in so many ways, basically.

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