frost ✖ cobb (nevertopple) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2010-09-17 23:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | mallory "frost" reynolds, rainn brooks |
Who: Frost and Brooks
What: Dinner. Not a date. Yup.
Where: Brooks' apartment, Sydney, Australia
When: Backdated to Thursday night
Warnings: Awkward turtles. Lots of them.
For the life of her, Frost couldn't figure out what she was doing here. It had been a minute or two since she'd arrived at Brooks' apartment, and unlike the first time and only time she'd visited this place, she hadn't yet bulked up the courage to knock. Which was ridiculous. She'd had thousands of meals with Brooks over the past five years, thousands, so why was this one suddenly so hard to face? Well, the answer was simple.
Because he'd called it dinner. And that had implications. Frost didn't like implications.
She stared at the door icily, like it was some kind of affront to her existence. In a way, it was. Once she opened that door, there was no going back. She was going to have to stay there. Eat with him. Talk with him. Punch him when he hit on her, most likely. Just like old times.
Sighing, she rolled her eyes at herself and murmured under her breath, "Should've just gone to Stockholm." Her way of saying here goes nothing. And she knocked.