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[May. 14th, 2009|01:58 pm]
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Who: Laurie Juspeczyk and Eddie Blake
What: Coffee/"So. you're my dad"... good times.
Where: Coffee house
When: 2pm.
Warnings: Decaf coffee and awkwardness?

As much as Laurie was more inclined now than she was a few weeks ago to hope for a good meeting with Eddie, it didn't stop her nerves. As far as she could tell, there was no way to avoid awkwardness, and she'd given up trying to think of ways around it. Still, her mood was good as she wandered into the coffee shop about 10 minutes early, and a quick glance showed her she was the first one there.

Rather than wait, she gave her order to the barrista, and once it was collected made her way to a comfortable chair in the corner to wait.
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[Mar. 26th, 2009|11:58 pm]
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Who Eddie and Sally
Where Sally's place
What A drink.
When Evening, after their chat in the journals
Rating/status Most likely R if only for Eddie's mouth / in progess

Ha Ha. )
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[Mar. 9th, 2009|07:02 pm]
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Who: Delirium and Eddie Blake/The Comedian
What: Donuts, AKA Del's catch-all communication food
When/Where: Backdated to Sunday evening, a donut shop in NYC (If Eddie were to go get donuts, wherever he'd go? We'll say it works.)
Warnings: R. Eddie has a mouth on him, and Del has no concept of 'obscene'.

Del made her way to a donut shop, hopping up onto a stool at the counter to wait for her new friend, Eddie. It was a real donut shop, about a block down the street from Eddie's house- the kind that serves coffee, ice cream, and donuts, unapologetic about the health risks of any of their wares, usually with one word spelled wrong in a kitschey way in its name. In this case, it was the Tastee Donut Company, and Delirium had to agree with their assessment.

The plate in front of her had a dozen donuts on it of various sorts- sugar covered, sprinkles, nuts. Each with a little piece missing. If Eddie really wanted one when he got there, he'd have to order his own.

She hadn't told him where to meet her, specifically; things like that tended to slip her mind. Still, when he thought of 'donut shop', he'd pick the right one. She knew this kind of thing. As for finding her, well. If the large, retro headphones on the ears of a swaying, somehow-dancing-while-sitting teenage girl didn't give her away, the multicolor hair (that seemed to change color of its own volition) would. She could do normal, but really, where was the fun in that?
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