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Anya Lehnsherr ([info]notincestuous) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-02-22 00:23:00

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Entry tags:anya lehnsherr, henry mccoy

Who: Anya Lehnsherr and Henry McCoy
What: Anya wants to have awkward relationship discussions after two weeks
Where: Anya's apartment
Warnings: Nah


Anya had been getting ready for the evening while the dinner finished cooking. She'd straightened up, and set the table. She'd debated setting up candles, and had actually set them on the table and then taken them down three times. Eventually, she figured that Hank wouldn't object, and left them out on the table. This was the first time she'd invited Hank into her home, and she wanted everything to be nice.

After slipping on a simple black dress, she finished stirring the sauce for the last time as she put on her pearl earrings. Her timer went off right at six, and so did her door buzzer. "Just a minute," she called, pouring the sauce and setting things straight before going to the door and opening it.

"Hi," she said with a bright smile.



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[info]notincestuous
2008-02-26 02:53 am UTC (link)
She let out a breath. It felt like she'd been holding it for minutes.

"Then let's not rush things and just.. relax and enjoy dinner?" She gave him a small, hopeful smile. She really wanted things to work.

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[info]mccoysluck
2008-02-26 02:56 am UTC (link)
He smiled, a little wary, but a smile.

"Dinner sounds good."

he drew a breath.

"What is on the menu tonight, oh hostess?"

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