Bar Log ((OPEN))

[borntobewildcat]

WHO: Tom Bronson + OPEN
WHERE: the bar
WHEN: all week
WARNINGS: none
SUMMARY: Tom now owns the bar, and everyone gets their first drink free for the first week.
FORMAT: quick



[It was Tom's first couple weeks running the bar, and, surprisingly, it had gone pretty well so far. The transition itself was a bit of a challenge, but once he'd become accustomed to it, it really wasn't so bad at all. In fact, he found himself even enjoying the work, even if it meant extra hours for the time being, since the promotion and port-outs lately meant that they were running a bit understaffed.

That wasn't why he was pulling other duties besides just managing the place, though. Working behind the bard was one of the best jobs he had, and he really enjoyed it. He got to talk to people at the bar (and occasionally have a drink or two himself). It was the social aspect that he liked, which was why, to maybe draw in a few new regular customers, he was offering free drinks for the week.]

Comments

[hellionated]

Beautiful, you’re embarrassing me.

[ No, no you aren’t. You’re just making him smile and lean in towards you so he can see those blushing cheeks better.

…are you absolutely sure you want to be living with this? ]

[wind_dancer]

[yes very sure, this isn't helping changing her mind. She smiles and raises a playful eyebrow] You, embarrassed

[hellionated]

[ With an air of great innocence ] Yeah, cause I'm so shy and retiring.

[wind_dancer]

Of course you are [and the giggles set in]

[hellionated]

[ Pretending to look affronted but he can’t help smiling. ] I am! Beautiful, it’s like you don’t believe me.

[wind_dancer]

Are you even capable of blushing?

[hellionated]

[ Interesting question. He looks like he's seriously considering that one. ]

Actually, I don't know. [ Smile ] I wouldn't hate you testing me on it.

[wind_dancer]

[very innocently she slides her foot up his ankle] Really?

[hellionated]

[ No blushing, but that does make him stare at her.

Fine, Sofia. Fine. Two can play this game.

He brushes her hair back over her shoulder with his teke. ]

Yeah. Really.

[wind_dancer]

[Sofia dips her head, and watches him with amusement]

You weren't expecting me to try and make you blush like that?

[hellionated]

Maybe I wasn't. [ Don't mind him upping the ante, then. He leans forward to touch a fingertip to her cheek, draw it along a little and then drop his hand. ] But fair's fair, if you can do it so can I.

[wind_dancer]

[Automatically, Sofia reaches for his hand and picks it up to draw light circles over the palm of it. She is willing herself not to blush] You can try, I still don't blush too easily.

[hellionated]

[ Oh, touche. He likes that. He will just move his other hand over and draw it down her arm, starting at her wrist. ] Neither do I. But you know, you're really cute when you do it.

[wind_dancer]

[The touch on her arm is causing goosebumps, but she looks casually up at him while her fingers become lighter until her touches are feather light] You are the only one who has made me blush.

[hellionated]

[ That is actually surprising, and his face shows it. He's not blushing, but his hand kind of twitches when her touches get lighter and he tries to grab hold of her fingers. ]

The only one? I'm kind of flattered.

[wind_dancer]

[her fingers evade his, moving up to his wrist]

Other people never found the same words.

[hellionated]

[ He turns his wrist to allow that :|

What?! It’s nice. He’s still trying to trick her into holding his other hand though…

Until she says that, and it makes him still. ]

I said the right thing? [ Forgive the surprise, it’s just. These days, he keeps saying the wrong thing to Laura. It’s…kind of nice to be told the opposite. ]

[wind_dancer]

[she smiles up at him] yes, all the time. You always knew how to make me feel better.

[hellionated]

[ Except for that one time when he definitely said the wrong thing and she left...

Okay not thinking about that. Smiling back. ]

Well I'm glad no other guy came up to my standards.

...Seriously, though. No one?

[wind_dancer]

[she shook her head] No one.

I looked after myself. A couple of guys flirted at the cafe but they were just silly, boys, having fun.

[hellionated]

[ He doesn’t exactly know what to think about this. On some base level he’s really glad she hasn’t had another boyfriend.

But it hasn’t been that simple for him, nowhere close. He takes a minute to run his mind over all the girls who meant absolutely nothing back home.

And then there was Laura…

But then there was Tom. And thinking about those two things together had a way of making him sad.

Sofia, with those brown eyes looking at him, and those hands on his wrist…she had a way of making him happy. Did it need to be as complicated as he was making it?

Also, did he seriously need to think this much? God. He pushes it all back. ]

Those silly boys didn’t know what they were missing out on, then. Don’t hate me for saying I’m glad there isn’t anyone. Though I don’t like thinking of you being alone for all that time.

[wind_dancer]

[Sofia's mouth forms an 'o' and a reply doesn't come immediately as she tries to dissect what Julian has just said. Does it mean he still likes her?

It would be very good if he did. Sofia's feelings hadn't died for him for him when she left the school. Julian's face had appeared in her dreams and so had his kisses. She wouldn't mind those kisses happening outside her dreams again. However, if he did still like her, they still needed to spend more time together]

I did have friends, Julian so I wasn't alone [she smiles]. I don't hate you for saying it, but I would like to know why you are glad I do not have a boy around.

[hellionated]

[ Somehow he had not anticipated that question. Which was dumb, because he should have, and now he doesn't have an answer ready. This is complicated, and he hasn't exactly worked out the answer to that for himself yet. And now he needs to tell her.

He can almost see her thinking, digesting, trying to analyse him. It always drove him crazy when people did that. But Sofia...hell, he'd spent a lot of time doing that to her when they were in school. ]

I don't know. Guess I don't like the idea of you being with... [ someone who isn't him ] someone else.

[wind_dancer]

I ....don't have the urge to punch you for saying that [make of this what you will]

[hellionated]

[ He doesn't know what to make of that. ]

Why not?