on the mere existence of Avengers colognes.

[ohmythor]

"Smell like four of the Avengers"?

Really?

No, that's just... [ MAKES A FACE. A REALLY WEIRDED OUT SCRUNCHED UP KIND OF FACE. ]

I can't be the only one that thinks that's just kind of ... creepy. --no, I really don't want to know. Seriously, no!

[ seriously for real this is a thing thank you think geek for making all my dreams come true ]

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[ohmythor]

[ Pressing a hand to her mouth, her other arm folded over her chest, watching him with a slightly horrified, slightly amused expression. ]

... okay, it was -- [ She laughs again, rolling her eyes and shifting on her feet, clearly embarrassed. She swallows hard and tries to look, well, not embarrassed. And fails, mind you. ] --Dr. Donald Blake was, um. My ex.

[sothatswhatitdoes]

Oh.

[awkwardtown for you, man]

... Was he a jerk? Because if he was, telling him that you found a Norse God as your new guyfriend might be a pretty good way to even the playing field.

[ohmythor]

[ She can't help but laugh. ]

He kind of was, but we haven't spoken in -- a while. I don't think I'll go after him just to tell him that one thing. ... you know, you're not so bad when you're not, you know, stealing things. [ Grinning at him, openly. ]

[sothatswhatitdoes]

[He smiles.]

Being 'not so bad', not too shabby. I can work with that.

[ohmythor]

[ Her mouth quirks. ]

Just -- no more stealing.