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01/02/2008 12:30:00
wizard_dresden
[info]wizard_dresden
Harry's apartment
So, yeah, I avoid Christmas.

Except dinner at Michael's sometimes.

Holidays and I just don't seem to get along well. Just look at what happens on my birthday - monsters, demons, friends in danger. That's enough to scare any guy away.

Then, there's New Year's. That just means fewer days to the next apocalyptic craziness that's going to crop up, right? Hey, I didn't really get to see much, but I know what happened to Buffy every year, you know?


Though, you know, a couple people seem to have gone missing - might need to try to track them down.

Tags: rosa del valle, harry dresden

 
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From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 19:00:16  

Rosa's life has been a whirlwind of activity.

No, really! Exams kicked up and she locked herself in her dorm room, she returned home for the Holiday season ... and she got back only today. This does explain why she is knocking patiently at Harry's door.

It may also explain why her arms are full of what one can safely assume are presents. She just hopes that Harry is home.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 19:05:14  

Well, and now I have a visitor. This should alarm me, but the ugly nasty alarm bells didn't sound, so it must be someone who's not going to kill me.

I hope.


I haul the door open and well - "Wow. Haven't see you in a while, was going to launch an investigation into your disappearance."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 19:09:39  

She smiles slightly and shakes her head.

"Ah, no. Things were very ... busy, and then I was going home..." She would wave her hand, but she doesn't actually have any free limbs to do that with.

"Were your holidays all right?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 19:15:41  

"I see."

I take some of the gifts and balance them as best I can with Mouse trying to snuffle my ankles off and wave for her to come.

"Yeah. Fine. Come on. It's cold out and the dog's nose is going to freeze to my leg."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 19:18:02  

Rosa nods and steps inside once he's got some of the presents out of her arms, following him in from the cold.

"Ah, thank you." Once she's inside, she sets her presents down and brings her hand down to ruffle Mouse's fur.

"I'm sorry that these are late." The presents.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 19:20:25  

"No. I'm sorry I didn't get you anything."

I didn't get anyone anything. I usually don't. 'Cept Murphy.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 19:22:10  

"That is all right."

She bought things for Mister and Mouse as well, although most of them are from home (things her mother made her bring back).

She's also sporting an engagement ring that she's rather uncomfortable with.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 19:28:14  

"Thank you." I'll think of something.

Like - a way to get rid of the gem on her hand. "What's that?" I point to her hand.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 19:30:15  

She huffs quietly, pausing from her mental sorting of the gifts to spin the ring.

"...an engagement ring. I suppose that Esteban was worried." He'd even managed to come back from the mines for the holidays to give it to her in person - but she'd found him no more appealing than she had when they first met.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 19:31:18  

"And you said 'yes'?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 19:33:27  

"No," she replies hastily, "but we have been ... betrothed for some time, now. He promised father much for dowry."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 19:34:36  

"So what are you going to do?" Because this is ludicrous.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 19:36:12  

"...well, he would not wish to be married until after I am finished schooling."

Which gives her a couple of years, right? She doesn't want to disappoint her family.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 19:37:35  

"Yes, but you'll still have to marry him when you don't want to."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 19:39:38  

She sighs, passing a wrapped present to him.

"I know that." Inside the package is an assortment of homemade canned goods and what look to be blue mittens.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 19:46:07  

I take the package and give it a gentle shake. "So there's no way out of it, at all?"

Okay - I'm distracted by the gift now. But I still want to know about this wedding thing.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 19:48:51  

"The answers are the same as when we talked about this last," she murmurs with a slight smile, digging out a present for Mouse - homemade biscuits - and one for Mister - some sort of catnip thing - while she speaks.

"I would not wish to disappoint my father."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 19:52:19  

"Doesn't mean I like the answers any better now."

I help Mouse unwrap his gift and give him one of the biscuits. They must be good, because he chewed it twice and came back for another.

Mister is batting his acround with a paw with no regard for the wrapping paper at all.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 19:54:52  

Well, reason would dictate that the wrapping paper doesn't mask the catnip.

"I know." She sighs, tugging on a piece of hair and watching Mister with some interest. "I admit that being here has made it ... harder for me to consider marrying him." For obvious reasons.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 20:02:34  

This makes me crazy. But I can't do anything about it right now.

"Don't you owe me a dinner or something? Or is it my turn to cook?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 20:03:14  

Her nose crinkles.

"I don't know if you have ever cooked for me before." Yes, she's mildly skeptical.

All right, more than mildly skeptical.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 20:08:55  

"Hey! I can make grilled cheese and Spaghettio's."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 20:09:22  

And she gives him an impish smirk.

"Then will we be having grilled cheese and Spaghettio's?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 20:12:58  

"Depends on how hungry you are."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 20:13:38  

"I think that I will be all right with that."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 20:20:26  

She's really going to make me do this.

"You sure you wouldn't rather have pizza?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 20:22:09  

Rosa laughs quietly and shakes her head.

"I am not going to make fun of you." She's already picking up the scraps of wrapping paper to throw them out.

Yes, she's really going to make him do this.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 20:29:12  

"All right, but you've been warned."

Lukewarm Spaghettio's and sandwiches with half-melted cheese. What the hell.

I guess I'm making my standard breakfast for dinner. Hey, I usually get up around two in the afternoon.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 20:30:45  

"The girls at the dorm suggest that 'slumming it' is enjoyable."

She muffles another laugh behind her hand and smiles, settling into a chair in the kitchen. Yes, she's planning to watch him 'cook'.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 20:33:20  

"Hey!"

I should be offended by this. Oddly, I'm kind of not.

I'm cooking.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 20:35:02  

"I rarely listen to them, if it is any consolation."

Probably because they suggest things like lacy lingerie to hook that 'older man' who came to the dorms.

She perches her chin in her palm. "Did you take time off during the holidays?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 20:41:13  

"Yeah. A little."

Meaning, I didn't have a flurry of cases.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 20:43:11  

"Good." She's appeased with this answer for now, and she can simply continue watching him.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 20:51:40  

Well, I have canned pasta warming on my woodstove and a frying pan there too - it has to be hot before the sandwiches will be good.

Slap cheese on white bread that's been buttered on one side - in preparation for grilling and wait.

"Okay, we have a few minutes before this is warm. So, what else did you bring?" I point to the gifts.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 20:53:07  

She pauses.

"Well, it is mostly food ... but there are books and gift certificates as well." It's not like she has many people to buy for here, so she might have gone a little overboard.

"Ah, and a book of music, for your guitar."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 20:58:18  

"Oh. Good."

I still don't play well.

"Who all did you buy gifts for?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 21:00:04  

"My brothers and sisters, my mother, my father ... you." Not her fiance, pointedly.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 21:05:53  

"That's good," I say while I'm digging around in a junk drawer for a spatula. Technically all of my drawers in here are junk drawers, because I have no idea what's in them.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 21:07:24  

She peers over to him curiously while he digs around.

"Should I assume you did not buy anything for anyone?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 21:19:19  

"Yeah. I didn't. Holidays and I tend not to get along well."

Especially when I don't have anything to 'buy' with.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 21:22:44  

"Ah. I understand." Or she likes to think that she might.

She smiles, coming up next to him at the stove.

"That does not look like cheese." She points to the slice of it.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 21:37:37  

"It's American cheese." What else do you make grilled cheese with? "Trust me, it's a classic. Though it usually gets paired with tomato soup, but Spaghettio's are just as good."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 21:38:29  

"American cheese looks like orange plastic?"

She blinks carefully and tilts her head to the side. "If you say so."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 21:45:10  

"Stop. You're bruising my childhood. And my ego."

It melts. What more do you need from cheese?
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 21:45:51  

"Oh, I'm sorry."

She really is! She leans up (waaaaaaaay up) to kiss his cheek. "I'm sure it tastes ... fine." Because she can't see it tasting good.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 22:01:55  

Oh she needs to not do that... it's been way too long.

I cough. "Um, yeah. If -um - if you don't like it, I'll get you something else." I glance to the living room. "Or you can share with Mouse."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 22:03:04  

"His treats are edible for everyone," she admits with a slight shake of her head.

She doesn't get the hint with the cough, since she stays close to him afterward despite how this might impede flipping of sandwiches.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 22:16:16  

"Really? I'll keep that in mind if I'm ever really hungry and lack groceries."

I try not to let - gonna burn the sandwiches, Harry - stay on task here.

Sandwiches flipped. Spaghettio's stirred.

"You like your pasta and sauce lukewarm or piping hot?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 22:18:49  

"Yes, but you should call me before that happens."

She doesn't want him to have to eat dog biscuits.

"Ah...warm? I think." Everything seems to be cooking all right.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 22:28:32  

She's so warm and it's so cold in here and - damn, I need to stop that.

I pluck at the corner of one of the sandwiches to see how the cheese is doing... got a little while yet.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 22:35:18  

Yes, he probably should stop that.

She leans against his side when he peers at the sandwich. "I do not think they are in danger of burning," she observes with a smile.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 22:37:45  

"No. But I have to make sure the cheese melts."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 22:38:54  

"Ah, of course." She thinks this should have been obvious, but she's a bit ... distracted.

It's been quite some time since she's seen Harry and she'd nearly forgotten some things.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 22:41:40  

I glance at her, then back to the food. The sandwiches are almost done. Same for the O's.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 22:48:32  

It's been just long enough that she doesn't exactly notice she's pressing a little closer, or that she leans up when he glances at her.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 22:58:36  

Oh hell. I'm glad I'm cooking and almost burning my finger, or I'd be kissing her and burning my dinner.

The sandwiches are almost that perfect consistency.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 22:59:56  

They could always order pizza.

Still, she seems to notice what she's doing - finally - and turns to the sink.

"Would you like something to drink?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 23:05:19  

"Uh - yeah. There's Coke in the icebox."

Stuff's done - sandwiches on plates, O's in bowls, we're good. If I turn around, she'll be bent in the icebox - oh man. I have to wait until she closes it.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 23:06:27  

Unfortunately for Harry - "Are you sure?" She's rummaging in the icebox, but she can't -- seem to --

"Ah, here it is." There was a lot of unnecessary wiggling.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 23:09:43  

"Yeah - I'm sure."

And I'm not turning around. No. Not. As much as I'd like to.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 23:11:25  

Rosa smiles, setting two cans on the table and then glancing to him expectantly as she sits down.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 23:20:45  

I feel the corner of my mouth twitch up into something approximating a smile as my feet shuffle themselves toward the table. Plates and bowls and flatware down (hey, she should be lucky it's even clean), it's time to eat. Hey, Mister and Mouse never seem to mind.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 23:26:11  

And she doesn't mind either. She opens her can and peers at the food with a tilt of her head.

Curious.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 23:29:05  

I take a bite of my sandwich and crack open the Coke - at the same time. It's a talent.

She's not eating - that's kind of bad.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 23:30:05  

She's just making sure it's not too hot! Really!

She picks up the sandwich and takes a bite. It's not bad.

Then a bite of the pasta - which is better.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 23:31:38  

"You don't like it." It's not a question.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 23:32:28  

Rosa frowns at him.

"It's different. The pasta is interesting." The sandwich is still a bit iffy for her, but she's going to eat it.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 23:35:19  

"It's okay. If you hate it, you don't have to eat it." I wave a finger toward the living room. "Mister and Mouse will take care of it."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 23:36:02  

She laughs.

"It is not so bad as that. Just ... not what I am used to eating." White bread? Processed cheese? Blasphemy!

Another bite of the O's.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 23:38:17  

"Then I'll let you do the grocery shopping, if you can make my ten bucks stretch far enough. But you have to come cook it, because I don't know any of that stuff." All said while waving my spoon at her and trying not to hoover my sandwich.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 23:39:14  

"So you've been eating like this forever?"

She blinks. Flour and that sort of thing isn't terribly expensive, so she thinks she can make it stretch.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 23:48:18  

I shrug.

"My mom died when I was born; my dad died when I was six. Dad wasn't much of a cook, we ate what we knew. After that, I was in an orphanage and foster homes. Most of the families I was with were better with the cooking, but I never stayed anywhere for very long."

I hate talking about this stuff. It dredges up nasty, painful memories.

"Then, with the last family I was with, there was food, but other things too."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 23:49:44  

She nods, pushing around the remainder of her noodles for the moment.

"Well, then I'll have to teach you." She pointedly doesn't mention his family or ... well, the 'other' things - instead she only gives him a sympathetic smile.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 23:52:24  

"As long as you stick to barbecue, we should be fine."

Hey, fire's what I've got.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 23:53:00  

Rosa grins.

"We will see what we can work with, I suppose."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 23:54:50  

"If you have the patience, I have the ability to sit in the living room and grump because I don't want to stand around and wait for things to cook." I toss her a grin before chewing the last bit of my sandwich.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/05/2008 23:56:13  

Hers isn't finished until a few minutes later, but she does finish.

"I certainly do."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/05/2008 23:59:31  

"Then I'll sit and grump."

Only, probably not so much. But if she keeps up during the 'lessons' what she was doing while I was cooking, there won't be much cooking getting done.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/06/2008 00:00:14  

Arguably, she'll be more focused on the food at that point.

"You will not." She picks up her plates and Harry's and heads toward the sink.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/06/2008 00:18:03  

"You don't have to do that," I tell her and get up, sucking down the last of my Coke. I don't know why I'm telling her that, she'll just do it anyway.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/06/2008 00:19:20  

And indeed, she continues to do the dishes. It's a woman's job in her house. Silly but true.

"Yes, I know. You are welcome to help," although she doesn't expect him to take her up on that.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/06/2008 00:27:11  

"Right. By the time I take the two steps to the sink, you'll be finished. Six dishes isn't enough to fight over."

I toss my can in the recycling and drop a kiss to her hair. I had every intention of going back out to the living room to see how much of a mess Mister had made with his toy, but my hands alighted on her hips and my feet seemed to be stuck to the floor behind her.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/06/2008 00:34:15  

And indeed, she's already half-finished when he settles in behind her.

It's reasonable, then, for her to simply lean back against him while she finishes her dishes.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/06/2008 00:41:59  

This is insane. I shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be anywhere near her. I am a dead man.

My eyes close and I whisper, "How old are you again?" That should help. Murphy would not only have me arrested, she'd put my ass under the jail if I commit an actual felony.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/06/2008 01:05:02  

She inhales just a little sharply and presses back against him just a little more.

"...twenty-one." Just barely, but she doesn't bring that fact up. She knows how he feels about her age.

{{Re-reading logs led me to remember she introduced herself as almost-nineteen in November '06, so I changed this. :P}}
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/06/2008 08:27:51  

That's not helping.

Not with the 'not' doing this.

"Keep washing the dishes," I whisper in her ear as I pass on the way to nibble lightly at her throat. Surprisingly, my hands stay on her hips - at least for the moment.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/06/2008 13:00:34  

Oh, he's expecting her to finish the dishes like this?

Right, she can do that. She has to bite on her lip once he reaches her throat, though. Still, the dishes get done and she shifts forward to put the towel away.

When she leans back again, she's closer.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/06/2008 20:51:44  

My hands travel down the sides of her legs, then back up to her hips. I should stop, but she tastes good. Smells good too.

From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/06/2008 20:55:40  

Rosa's breath catches again while his hands move. She swallows and manges to whisper, after a moment, "The dishes ... are done."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/06/2008 21:12:24  

"I know," I reply. I'm pretty good at focusing, for the moment, I'm focused on this spot on her shoulder.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/06/2008 21:15:10  

"A-all right." Since this particular position isn't exactly conducive to her being able to touch him much, she curls her hands on the edge of the sink.

Her mind is already starting to race. Sure, they've kissed before ... but this has an entirely different feel to it.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/06/2008 21:31:45  

If I take this as far as I think it might go, there's no going back. This isn't exactly something that can be 'undone'. Hence a bit of hesitation. That and the snail's pace of progression.

"Tell me if I do something you don't like - or want." I'm not changing anything yet. Her neck is nice.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/06/2008 21:44:07  

As much as Rosa isn't completely sure about this, she trusts Harry to stop if she tells him to.

"I will." She can promise him that much, at least. So far, though, he's doing just fine as far as things that she likes.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/06/2008 22:01:56  

I'm doing what I can to keep this as tame as possible. I don't want to scare her and I don't want to move faster than is comfortable.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/06/2008 22:29:04  

Eventually, she's comfortable enough to shift in his arms so that she's facing him. Her fingers curl against his shoulders and she lets out another pleasant sigh.

She'd been growing tired of being unable to see his face.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/06/2008 22:42:12  

Oh - she had to do that...

But I'm doing well, keeping my attentions focused on her neck. Keeping it this way for a while longer.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/06/2008 22:44:38  

He'd been expecting her to stay facing away from him for the whole night?

One of her hands drops experimentally down the middle of his chest, curling across his stomach and flexing there.

"Harry--" she doesn't want him to stop, but, "Should we move ... from the kitchen?" The kitchen is where food is prepared, after all, and if they knocked things over it would be a mess.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/06/2008 23:00:00  

Good point. But - "No. Not yet." Not until I have better control.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/06/2008 23:12:17  

She tilts her head to the side a little, asking silently, but doesn't voice anything out loud. She merely nods and presses a kiss to his jaw.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/06/2008 23:19:20  

"Trust me," I groel against her throat and lick a long slow trail from her shoulder to her ear.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/06/2008 23:20:37  

"Always," is almost a whimper, but at least it's still words.

The hand at his shoulder tenses slightly.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/06/2008 23:27:51  

I nip her jaw and whisper against her ear, "Not doing more than this, because I don't want to move too fast."

Though my one hand does leave her hip to sift into her hair.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/06/2008 23:31:08  

She nods.

"I understand. Thank you." The hand at his shoulder is almost kneading the muscle there. Yes, Rosa is somewhat like a large cat in this sense.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/08/2008 23:25:17  

I shift my attentions to the other side of her neck for a while. I have to do something to keep myself occupied or I might do something 'bad'.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/08/2008 23:36:55  

Bad is, of course, a relative term.

Still, this is rather overwhelming for her, so it's not surprising that she's nearly whimpering already.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/08/2008 23:53:51  

Oh - don't do that.

She's going to make me do more than this just by making that sound.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/08/2008 23:56:53  

You could always tell her to stop, Harry.

But then again, that requires removing lips from certain places. This time she does whimper.

Be strong, grasshopper.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/13/2008 21:04:43  

I press a hand against the counter, the other stays on her hip. Hard, cold countertop is grounding.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/13/2008 21:11:58  

It's possibly less grounding when Rosa trails her fingertips over his wrist.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/13/2008 21:15:06  

A harsh exhale through my nose and my teeth nearly close down on her skin. I'm going to have to stop this.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/13/2008 21:17:01  

You might want to make it quick, Harry. She makes another soft noise, resting her small hand against his arm for support. Oddly enough, stopping is the last thing on her mind at the moment.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/13/2008 21:58:57  

As much as I'd like to keep going, I have to stop. I close my eyes and breathe and step back. "Sorry."

I rub a hand over my face, then through my hair.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/13/2008 21:59:43  

Naturally, Rosa is very much confused. She leans against the counter herself, head canted to the side.

Curious and confused about sums it up.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/13/2008 22:58:23  

Now what am I supposed to do?

"I shouldn't be doing this." I point to her hand. "You're engaged. Really engaged now."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/13/2008 23:14:05  

That's your best reasoning right now, Harry? Really?

Really? "Yes, but..." The fact is that Rosa doesn't exactly have a solid argument to that point.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/16/2008 20:41:47  

the ring makes a difference

"Yes, damn my moral compass. It's wrong to take advantage of an innocent engaged young woman. Even if I think my moral compass should take a hike."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/16/2008 20:48:06  

Of course it does.

She gives him a smaller smile, tucking her arms against her chest. "But you won't let it."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/16/2008 20:50:43  

I sigh and lean against the icebox. At least it'll cool me off a little - or I'll have a huge puddle on the floor when it melts.

"I can't, Rosa. As much as I'd like to. I can't."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/16/2008 20:51:18  

Here's hoping that he doesn't melt it.

Rosa sighs, but nods nonetheless. "I understand."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/16/2008 20:53:34  

"I'm sorry, Rosa."

Although, I don't know why I should be sorry. I'm doing the right thing here, right?

God, I hate moral dilemmas.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/16/2008 20:54:25  

She hesitates a moment, but eventually gives in and leans in to kiss his cheek.

"Why are you sorry?" Yes, she's going to ask.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/16/2008 21:01:17  

That's a good question.

"For almost taking advantage of you?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/16/2008 21:02:45  

Rosa arches her brow at him.

"Okay." It isn't really taking advantage of because she was willing, however.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/16/2008 21:10:44  

I suck at this stuff.

"You're upset now."

I think. Demons I know. Women still confound me.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/16/2008 21:12:47  

"Because you are very confusing."

She huffs quietly. Rosa's very new to this 'feeling things for other people' thing, still, experience-wise. So she's not very good at it either.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/16/2008 21:38:48  

"Not on purpose. It's - it's a guy thing. Some of it. Hormones and such."

I'm not the person to be explaining this. Of course, I'm usually a bit better at handling my own hormones. Apparently not this time.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/16/2008 21:39:37  

Apparently not.

Rosa rubs her hand through her hair and then pauses. "I ... could go, if you'd be more at ease."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/16/2008 21:43:36  

"You walking around Chicago at night makes me more nervous than you being here all night. I'm fine. Just stupid."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/16/2008 21:44:44  

"You're not stupid."

She frowns at him. "But I am sleeping on the couch." No room for argument.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/17/2008 18:29:06  

"No. You can have the bed. I don't mind."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/17/2008 18:30:08  

"I know that you do not mind, but I would rather the couch." Since she invited herself here without telling him and all.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/17/2008 18:34:35  

"You would rather sleep on the couch than in a comfortable bed?"

Well, I've always found it comfortable.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/17/2008 18:35:57  

"Yes. I do not want to take your bed."

She bites her lip and then shrugs.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 01/17/2008 18:48:22  

"Since arguing with you has never proved fruitful in the past, you win. You can have the couch."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 01/17/2008 18:54:46  

"I'm glad that we agree." Or that he was backing down.

She nods.
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