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[heiroglyphs]

VERA WEISZ

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[heiroglyphs]

I may have... kissed her, when she asked me out, yes.

[darkinferno]

[That grin on his face isn't going anywhere. He'll have to tell Vic congratulations--he hadn't been positive whether she was going to take his not-so-subtle hint or not.]

Well, well, well. Looks like the lady got her girl.

Congratulations.

[heiroglyphs]

[If she was drinking, she'd have spat just now. Did she really need to be congratulated for getting shitfaced and waking up with the woman she did body shots off of? Is that something that really deserves praise?]

I-it's not like I expected it to happen. We just had some fun at a party...

[darkinferno]

[OBVIOUSLY SHE DOES, it's life experience! Besides, is she telling him that there was nothing there before they were doing shots that night...?]

Well, sure. But most people don't go from...

[He pauses, noting the waiter approaching them. This isn't exactly the sort of thing they want people overhearing...

But once they've placed their orders and the waiter has retreated, he leans in, dropping his voice.]

Not that I'm insinuating you did anything last night, but most people don't turn their one-night stands into significant others.

[heiroglyphs]

[She'll hide her embarrassment long enough to give her order, looking the tiniest bit concerned when the waiter takes her menu away. How is she supposed to hide now?]

Trust me, the only things we did that night are puke and pass out. It wasn't very magical.

[She takes a sip of water to clear her throat.]

She took me home, because she was worried about me. She took care of me, helped me change my clothes, and stayed to make sure I would be okay through the night. And she wasn't in the best shape either.

So she does all that while feeling like shit, having seen me at my absolute, vomit-covered worst, and still asks me out the next morning? How do you say no to that?

[darkinferno]

You don't.

[Dante sits back in his chair, his grin softening into something that's not his normal, cocky expression.]

Someone like that... that's a friend you keep by your side.

[In spite of all the parties he's gone to and all the times he's stumbled home wasted, he hasn't had too many of those. Most of the people that come home with him--or that he goes home with!--aren't interested in babysitting or taking care of other people. Sure, they'll help you with your clothes, but beyond that...]

Did you two know each other before the party? You seemed pretty close, but that could've been the alcohol talking.

[heiroglyphs]

Or in your bed, as the case may be.

[Which sounds a lot worse than it was. They didn't do anything, she swears!]

We haven't known each other long, we met at the start of the semester. She actually bumped into me on my way out of the library, books everywhere. It was a mess.

[She takes a long sip of her water.]

God, I was such a bitch to her. I think I almost made her cry. What does she even see in me?

[darkinferno]

Or in your bed.

[As the case here is.

It's hard to fight the smile that threatens--he's never really seen Vera's bitchy side so far, but at the same time, considering how she can get sometimes even when she's teasing and playing around, he can see the situation as she describes it.]

That's something you'll have to ask her. But apparently she sees something in you besides the rich heiress, so that's a start, right?

[heiroglyphs]

[She traces her finger around the edge of her glass, watching the top of the water shake as she does.]

Should I just... ask her? I mean, that's not exactly a romantic question.

[darkinferno]

[Dante shrugs.]

That's true. But if it's going to keep bothering you, it'd probably be better to ask her up front now. Otherwise it'll keep nagging at you until it's all you can think about.

Besides, who said it couldn't be a romantic question?

[He knows that if Ari asked him, he could probably have her blushing in ten second flat, just by being honest with her!]

[heiroglyphs]

If you know a way to phrase this so that it sounds romantic, I'm all ears.

[darkinferno]

[Is there a romantic way to ask it? He'd more meant the answer could be romantic... Dante takes a moment to think about it, trying to come up with the best way Vera might be able to ask.

And then, with a hint of a smirk:]

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways
Why do you love me? It haunts me all my days.

[heiroglyphs]

[Alright, that draws a laugh.]

God, you're such a doofus. Be careful with that word, alright? It's dangerous.

[darkinferno]

What, love? [He's laughing too--you did ask, Vera!] Yeah, I know.

Asking's always gonna be awkward. But her answer might not be. Just be prepared to tell her why you like her, too, and you'll be fine.