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Jaime Elizabeth Davies (finder) wrote in silverage,

Jaime was thrown by the apparently serious question, and the fact that she actually took a moment to consider it made the situation even funnier. “I don’t … probably, somewhere. Yeah. Not you,” she added with a grin. “Obviously.”

She nodded to his suggestion. “Honestly, yes? Because I’ll think I’ve got them all and then you’ll say something like, ‘I’m running down to the corner for some milk, do you need anything?’ and then I’ll just bust up laughing again.

“You know. At least for the first few days. So yeah, things that I don’t think about guys doing, like shopping and laundry and … I don’t know. Do you have plants kicking around somewhere that you tend to? I should hear about this all up front,” she assured him. Really, it just made sense because who else was going to do this stuff that still needed to be done? Magical or not, he was just one guy who had to wash clothes and clean and shop, just like everyone else.

Jaime eyed him. “I bet you put your pants on one leg at a time just like everyone else, don’t you?” She adopted her best shocked expression, which was remarkably difficult given how very, very amused she was.