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fandomtownies2024-08-15 02:18 pm
weirderthanthou) wrote in fandomtownies2024-08-15 02:18 pm
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Town Hall, Thursday
You know, these big summer moves always seemed so great, until you knew how much paperwork was involved. The permits. Fines, from places that didn't know how to respond to a random island appearing out of nowhere.
Poor Jesse was now halfway through the island's Largest Mug Of Coffee. It was her third.
She bent over the papers and groaned. "My fingers hurt."
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Poor Jesse was now halfway through the island's Largest Mug Of Coffee. It was her third.
She bent over the papers and groaned. "My fingers hurt."
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An equally involuntary impulse hit her a moment later.
"You know, this office pretty stuffy," she said. "You wanna go for a walk?"
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"Sure," he said, after a second to think about it.
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It didn't sound like an objection. He just wondered if there was a particular reason.
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Tossed him a smile.
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"'Kay then," he nodded. "Beach it is."
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Which she held open for him.
What? He only had one arm.
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Bucky wasn't going to mention it, either way. He stepped out, past her, with the tiniest of nods.
"Any particular part of beach you've got in mind?"
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God, was that teasing? Was he managing an attempt to tease?
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She grinned at him, obviously way too pleased with herself over her own nonchalance.
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Yeah, that wry look was staying put.
"New information for me."
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Technically speaking.
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He knew she didn't mean the current ones.
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Okay, now he was showing his age.
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He came from a very different era of thinking on childhood.
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With a feigned sort of dry tone.
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"What is it, anyway?" she said. "The music you remember most fondly?"
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"Glenn Miller never fails, for one," he offered.
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