Canon is Scandal

[wearswhitehat]

[Olivia is staring at her mun in disbelief.]

No. Charlie is not interesting and he is certainly not the kind of person I want to see around here. I don't care if you think he's cute. He's a psychopath. Get over it.

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[lovemyrifle]

Sure that can be handled.

[wearswhitehat]

I'm considering looking into it. Although canonically I can't since I don't know what he's up to yet.

[lovemyrifle]

Canon takes away all the fun.

[wearswhitehat]

Doesn't it though.

I'm Olivia.

[lovemyrifle]

Nice to meet you.

Name's Mack.

[wearswhitehat]

Nice to meet you too.

[The next sentence said completely without judgment. It's a statement of fact.]

So do you kill people, or was that just an observation?

[lovemyrifle]

Me? Oh I simply work in logistics.

[It's such a familiar response, it comes naturally.]

[wearswhitehat]

Seems everyone I know has their hands dirty. Myself included.

[The briefest quirk of the lips.]

And that's not even the worst of it. I slept with my married ex-boyfriend. Again.

[lovemyrifle]

That tends to happen doesn't it? Is that a bad thing or a good thing though?

[wearswhitehat]

I'm not sure. I love him and I hate him simultaneously.

[A dry laugh.]

My mun wants us back together. I personally would like to find someone uncomplicated, take them back to my place, and enjoy a nice normal evening.

[lovemyrifle]

I don't think there is such a thing as uncomplicated.

[wearswhitehat]

I'll settle for someone who doesn't know all of my bullshit and doesn't expect anything from me.

[lovemyrifle]

Now that I can understand.

[wearswhitehat]

Can you? That primal need to just not be alone and not give a damn?

[lovemyrifle]

I feel that all the time.

[wearswhitehat]

How do you deal with it?

[lovemyrifle]

I tend to go to a bar, meet someone, take them home.

[wearswhitehat]

That was my plan tonight actually.

[lovemyrifle]

Any luck yet?

[wearswhitehat]

Not yet.

[Her tone indicating she'd almost resigned herself to going home alone.]

[lovemyrifle]

Yeah sometimes you end up going home alone. Least there's getting yourself off.

[wearswhitehat]

[Another slight quirk of the lips.]

I don't think that's going to work for me tonight. But, thank you for the mental image.

[lovemyrifle]

Of me getting myself off?

[wearswhitehat]

[Dryly. As she shifts on her barstool to face him a little more.]

No, I was thinking about a pony.

[lovemyrifle]

Looking for someone hung like a horse?

[He smirked a little.]

[wearswhitehat]

[She can smirk at this, too. And laugh a little.]

Or someone I can ride like one.

[lovemyrifle]

Now that is a visual.

[wearswhitehat]

You're welcome.

[Olivia finishes her glass of wine and just smiles slightly. It's been a hell of a night.]

[lovemyrifle]

I should come and buy you a drink.

[wearswhitehat]

I probably shouldn't drink much more tonight. But you should come anyway.