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stephanie brown will always be (theblondebat) wrote in rooms,
@ 2015-03-04 14:52:00

Entry tags:

!dc comics, *journal, *log, eddie nigma, stephanie brown

eddie n.
[locked to eddie n.]

[After a couple of days of acclimating and looking around for jobs.] Hey, Mr. Popular. Busy today?

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	eddie/steph misterenigma 2015-03-04 08:03 pm UTC (link)
	I'm always busy. (Reply to this) (Thread)

	Re: eddie/steph theblondebat 2015-03-04 08:22 pm UTC (link)
	Too busy for a cup of coffee with me? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: eddie/steph misterenigma 2015-03-04 08:23 pm UTC (link)
	Of course not. Name the place. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: eddie/steph theblondebat 2015-03-04 08:27 pm UTC (link)
	[She considers places that are familiar to them, but she'd think that'd be too weird. But then again there are memories everywhere. Instead, she gives the address of a coffee shop near Wayne Tower.] Is Midtown cool? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: eddie/steph misterenigma 2015-03-04 08:28 pm UTC (link)
	Midtown is indeed cool. I'll be there in an hour? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

coffee - eddie/steph.

theblondebat
2015-03-04 08:49 pm UTC (link)

An hour then.

[To say Stephanie was nervous was a bit of an understatement, and maybe she was kicking herself for trying to make plans with him in the first place. But, their last conversation had gone okay enough, and she truthfully wanted them to be friends more than anything. And, she was happy that he was happy, and that he'd found someone to make him happy when she had failed that mission miserably. All she wanted was for him to have good things in life. If that didn't include her? So be it. The nerves were still there though, and she would be lying if she said thinking about him didn't give her a slight ache in her chest.

She hadn't been in the Manor when she spoke to Eddie. In fact, she was as far from the Manor as possible. So, an hour was ideal time for her to drive from her location to midtown even with the traffic along the way. She'd been on a job interview, and it'd actually gone fairly well (as far as job interviews go). She hadn't been on one of those things in years, not since she first signed up for Doctors without Borders, and it was going to be weird to work in a place where the sun wasn't beating down the back of her neck, where she wasn't scrounging for supplies, and where starving children weren't breaking her heart. It was partially a placeholder until she could get back to the clinics, and partially something different that could be good for her and for everyone else.

Arriving at the coffee shop, she parked her car outside, still that same clunker she had when she started dating Eddie years before with bumper stickers and door colors that didn't match the rest of the paint job. The coffee shop itself was a little bougie, but still quaint and small. The smell of fresh coffee brewed on the spot and pastries filled the air, and she inhaled deeply before taking a seat at a table in the corner. Stephanie was still dressed for the interview. Instead of looking at the door in anticipation, she ordered a cappuccino and pulled out her tablet. As she looked down at the journal, her glasses kept sliding down her nose, causing little frustrated noises here and there as she adjusted them.]