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Tweak says, "inconceivable!"

Zoe Washburne (i_willcarry) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2011-12-23 21:02:00

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jesse custer, zoe washburne

A real date with God? (Jesse)
Zoe stared at herself in the mirror. She fixed her hair, then looked at her dress. It had been some time since she cared about someone and how she looked for said someone. She rarely bothered with dressing up; the dinner was already in the oven, remaining warm. It wasn't anything overly fancy, but it was actually something different. A stew with cornbread. It was something more suited to his upbringing perhaps. Yes, she'd taken the time to find out what he might have eaten before he came to the City.

The dress tight in just the right places, hung in others, cut just right to show exactly how female she was. Her hair had been straightened for a slightly different look. She was a woman tonight, and she partially wondered if he would even notice or care about the difference. There was some part of her that wanted to throw it all out and not worry about it.

For once Zoe Washburne was making a conscious effort to be something more. Or something different. Now she just had to wait for him to show up.

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i_seekgod
2011-12-24 03:34 am UTC (link)

Jesse hadn't expected to get a phone call inviting him to another home cooked meal at Zoe's. He'd thought that the experience would be a one time thing. A thank you for saving her that would be best not brought up again and again.

Of course, he couldn't resist the invite. Not only was she a brilliant cook, but she was very easy on the eyes. He enjoyed every part of her, and having an invitation to spend time with her was very welcome.

He made sure to be on time. He made sure that he was in much better shape than he'd been when he'd been visited by Charlie. He even made sure that he didn't smell too much of cigarettes. It took two showers, almost an entire bottle of something called Febreeze, and a splash of cologne, but in the end, the only place he could really smell the scent of stale smoke was his fingertips. He assumed that the aroma had sunk into his bones and nothing would ever get it out short of godly intervention.

Jesse knocked on the door softly, and waited.

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i_willcarry
2011-12-24 03:42 am UTC (link)

There was a pause as she checked herself one more time. This was gorram ridiculous, but she was going to see it through. There had never been this strange time with Wash, yet Wash had been the one to pursue her. She wasn't even sure that she was pursuing. She knew that the man knocking at the door was a very friendly type, which was extremely understating it.

Zoe, who looked more like a "modern" woman than a woman from the frontier future, opened the door. She was even in a pair of heels. He could no doubt see her dark smooth legs that slipped right up to her skirt.

"You came." It wasn't said in surprise, nor was it a question; but, there was something about it. He was actually here, and he looked...cleaned up. She was certain she hadn't said it was a date. Then again, she wasn't dressed as comfortably as she could have been.