Dante Ross [Jareth] (goblinfruit) wrote in musingslogs, @ 2010-10-27 00:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | jareth, sarah williams |
Who: Sam and Dante
What: Operation Get Back Freddie Part Two
Where: Verisimilitude
When: Day after this, past sunset.
Warnings: Not unless you'd like to be warned for references to dream snogging and stalking.
It was only after Dante had delivered his parting words to Sam that he realized he’d not clarified a place within Verisimilitude, nor an exact time for their meeting. Waiting by the front door right at sunset might have appeared overly eager, but it was the only way that Dante could think of to make sure that he didn’t miss her, and that he was prepared when she arrived.
He’d brought flowers again, of course. This time, they were a soft peach color, delicate and lovely, and the half dozen were tied into a bundle with a white ribbon. It took concentration not to grip them too tightly with the stirrings of what might have been nerves in a lesser man. Not Dante, though. Dante wasn’t the type who got nervous, not over something silly like seeing a girl he’d only kissed in a dream. It was just that Sam was different, he told himself. Sam was unpredictable. Sam was interesting in a way that so few girls were.
Most of all, Sam was a challenge worthy of making sure that his white dress shirt was unwrinkled, that his jeans weren’t frayed, and that his shoes were clean. Of course, he couldn’t make the fact that he’d gone to that much trouble over it obvious, either. It was a careful balance, being attentive without being, frankly, pathetic. Not that Dante was pathetic, he assured himself. Not pathetic at all. And he would keep repeating that until the fact that he’d spent two hours finding roses that were uniform in color didn’t seem so bad. There was nothing wrong with attention to detail.