Dite ♥ Lori Vance (datfoam) wrote in monte_logs, @ 2012-08-29 10:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | aphrodite, ares |
He'd look just like you'd want him to [CLOSED/INCOMPLETE]
Characters: Arron Belmont/Ares (tasteofwar) & Lori Vance/Aphrodite (datfoam)
Date/Time: The night of Tuesday 28th
Location: Some place Arron picked.
Rating: Surprisingly PG?
Warnings: 'Dite.
Summary: Arron invites Lori to dinner- just to hang out. She says yes. None of them are entirely sure why.
Lori paced. Nervously, even.
It was not a date. It was not a date. Just two friends/past lovers/gods getting together for old times' sake, and not even in the fun way. Because he had a girlfriend (kinda, if you asked Lori) and she was trying to better herself, at least in the whole Borderline Murderous Bitch side Aphrodite had whenever someone else managed to get the good graces of her loved ones.
So it was so not a date. At least not to her. Maybe it was denial, sure, but Lori was pretty convinced she could manage to stay a whole meal around Arron without jumping him. He was a nice guy after all; after all meaning the whole God of War aspect of him, of course.
She had tried half a dozen of different dresses then- short ones, longer ones, absolutely slutty ones, and in the end she had just thrown some incredibly expensive True Religion jeans on and worked her way up, a denim jacket being the last thing she decided on. The full body mirror had confirmed she looked perfect. She always looked perfect, even when it was unintended (it never was unintended with 'Dite though), so it didn't tell her much. Funny, she actually needed others to validate her beauty since she always saw herself the same.
But now she was pacing. There were still a couple of minutes to the eight o'clock, so he wasn't late. She wouldn't forgive him if he was late. Repressing the idea he had just asked her out to play with her emotions for the thousandth time, Lori forced herself to sit on the couch, and wait.