She's just been wanting to do this all month.

[fuckthejazzage]

I'm flattered, beyond flattered of course but I'd probably feel a lot more comfortable if you wanted to re-read Mr. Fitzgerald's book first. Yes I understand you flipped through the pages recently, but given that the most concentrated -

...Well. You do know how to sway a man don't you.

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[herartificialworld]

I'd be far more comfortable if mine took the chance to re-read as well. But they do have excellent taste, don't they?

[fuckthejazzage]

[His heart stops.]

...The best taste. [Daisy. My dear.] Mrs. Buchanan.

[herartificialworld]

I certainly am awfully glad to see you again.

[fuckthejazzage]

[Me too. He says. Me too.] ...I'm not going anywhere again Dai-

Mrs. Buchanan.

[herartificialworld]

[She smiles and ducks her head, murmuring.]

You can call me Daisy here, Jay. I don't plan on going anywhere myself.

[fuckthejazzage]

...Daisy.

[He's quiet. So quiet.] You mean that?

I don't want to have to find you again. [He's joking. He'd follow you to hell Daisy.]

[herartificialworld]

I mean that.

[When she looks back at him, her eyes shine with tears and her lips play at a shy smile.]

Besides, our writers wouldn't have it any other way, would they?

[fuckthejazzage]

..It never seems like it can be just us does it.

[herartificialworld]

No, it seems fate is not that kind to allow us that favor.

[fuckthejazzage]

No such thing as fate. A man can make his own luck.

Trust me on this. [He offers her his arm]

[herartificialworld]

[An arm she happily takes without any second thoughts, tucking herself close to his side.]

Very well. I see no reason to not believe this, after all.

[fuckthejazzage]

[He curls closely around her, breathing her in, breathing deep and soft he missed you. Oh how he missed you.]


[his voice is soft]

What about your husband?

[herartificialworld]

[Her eyes shine as she smiles up at him, lips curving. Her own voice is light, airy, innocent.]

What husband?

He is not here.

[fuckthejazzage]

[He's not doing this. (he tells himself.) He can't. He wants it to be honorable to be right.

Her hand on his arm -

He makes a move to try and draw her closer...before stepping back. Worried.]

Who says you can't repeat the past hm?

[herartificialworld]

[And she draws herself closer as he steps back, gravitating towards him. Her eyes wide with innocence and her voice a song when she speaks up.]

He's likely to never even show up, Jay. We won't have to worry about him.

[fuckthejazzage]

[His heart is pounding as he draws her close.] I wanted a fresh start.

[herartificialworld]

[She moves closer with ease, fluttering her eyelashes just a bit.]

You can have it here, Jay. We both can.

[fuckthejazzage]

..You realize, I'm broke.

I mean, I can get more money I can always get more money but now...I'm broke.