Jane Doe (
callherjane) wrote in
dear_mun2015-11-09 10:59 pm
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Canon is Blindspot. Spoilers in comments.
No, you cannot play drunk me.
No, you can't sit there and drool over Weller in a tuxedo.
What are you, a 17-year-old girl?
No, you can't sit there and drool over Weller in a tuxedo.
What are you, a 17-year-old girl?

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( not commenting on her own opinion on that topic. )
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How's your father?
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Although we're both at least a little drunk so that might just create another problem.
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( the smile tugging at her lips just imagining him with his guard down. )
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( beat. hesitation. )
Did you...want to come over?
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We should also probably talk about the, uh -- the oversight. From before.
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( a sheepish smile. now she feels bad for making him feel bad. )
Just...counters aren't really comfortable.
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We're really bad at this, aren't we?
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I thought the man was always supposed to figure out the first date.
But here. I don't know why she thinks it's so funny to play me drunk.