Bennett Halverson (
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capeandcowllogs2011-02-08 08:56 pm
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WHO: Bennett and Topher
WHERE: Boyd's, then Bennett's car then...where ever they decide to go
WHEN: Backdated to yesterday evening.
WARNINGS: BENNETT BEING A CHICKEN. Lol, no, she's going to do it this time.
SUMMARY: Bennett is determined to actually admit her feelings. And figure out why the hell Topher's acting so wacky.
FORMAT: Whatevs.
Pretty much the second she turned off her comm, Bennett was heading down to the parking garage to get her car and go get Topher. She didn't even pay any attention to fixing that outfit she had been so proud of or anything but she did remember to grab that gift she had gotten for him. She just had to go and go now before she lost her nerve and chickened out like the pathetically shy creature she usually was. She wasn't entirely thrilled with the idea of having escorts around, she actually felt a little insulted, like Boyd suddenly didn't trust her to go be with Topher? It was all rather curious and she was really starting to expect he had something to do with her death back home. Whiskey hadn't said it outright but it was insinuated by her comment about being careful around him.
People tended to criticize her for driving with one hand but it wasn't like she had a choice. It wasn't like she was an unsafe driver or anything like that. Well, not normally. Tonight...she might have been speeding a bit. And that might have been a red light she just went through but obeying traffic laws just seemed so...trivial compared to everything else right now.
When she got to Boyd's, Bennett got out of the car, locked the doors and practically ran up to the door. She had to give herself a bit of an internal pep talk before she started creating all sorts of strange scenarios where this would end badly. It was just talking to Topher. Nothing weird about that, right? She pulled out her comm and sent Topher a quick message to let him know she was here. She didn't want to knock and have someone else answer the door. She didn't have time for idle chatting with Boyd or whoever else might answer the door.
WHERE: Boyd's, then Bennett's car then...where ever they decide to go
WHEN: Backdated to yesterday evening.
WARNINGS: BENNETT BEING A CHICKEN. Lol, no, she's going to do it this time.
SUMMARY: Bennett is determined to actually admit her feelings. And figure out why the hell Topher's acting so wacky.
FORMAT: Whatevs.
Pretty much the second she turned off her comm, Bennett was heading down to the parking garage to get her car and go get Topher. She didn't even pay any attention to fixing that outfit she had been so proud of or anything but she did remember to grab that gift she had gotten for him. She just had to go and go now before she lost her nerve and chickened out like the pathetically shy creature she usually was. She wasn't entirely thrilled with the idea of having escorts around, she actually felt a little insulted, like Boyd suddenly didn't trust her to go be with Topher? It was all rather curious and she was really starting to expect he had something to do with her death back home. Whiskey hadn't said it outright but it was insinuated by her comment about being careful around him.
People tended to criticize her for driving with one hand but it wasn't like she had a choice. It wasn't like she was an unsafe driver or anything like that. Well, not normally. Tonight...she might have been speeding a bit. And that might have been a red light she just went through but obeying traffic laws just seemed so...trivial compared to everything else right now.
When she got to Boyd's, Bennett got out of the car, locked the doors and practically ran up to the door. She had to give herself a bit of an internal pep talk before she started creating all sorts of strange scenarios where this would end badly. It was just talking to Topher. Nothing weird about that, right? She pulled out her comm and sent Topher a quick message to let him know she was here. She didn't want to knock and have someone else answer the door. She didn't have time for idle chatting with Boyd or whoever else might answer the door.
