[Meanwhile, Will does that staring thing, watching April like she is literally the entire universe as a person. Observing for any and all minute reactions, which she likes best, which isn't a big hit. The same way he thought he might be able to tell if she liked pizza, take-out, or tacos better. He's not antsy or nervous, isn't worried something is going to be offensive. He just wants to know which one she looks at and immediately thinks, yes, good. So he'll know for later. Birthdays. Holidays. One year anniversary?
Good Lord they've been here too long.
But crazy, okay. He's been called worse, and in worse ways. He might put on that he's totally awful with the people, but crazy doesn't imply criminal, so it's easier to put on the back burner, especially in that tone of voice.]
As long as I'm your kind of crazy, don't see a problem with it.
[Ordinarily, he might help out with that table digging into her back. But he's tired and his breath is rank and he knows it, so the table is spared. For now, at any rate. They'll be back, sometime, he's sure of it. He does, however, lean forward just enough to plant a kiss to her forehead. Foreheads don't care about terrible breath.]
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Date: 2015-04-04 04:52 am (UTC)Good Lord they've been here too long.
But crazy, okay. He's been called worse, and in worse ways. He might put on that he's totally awful with the people, but crazy doesn't imply criminal, so it's easier to put on the back burner, especially in that tone of voice.]
As long as I'm your kind of crazy, don't see a problem with it.
[Ordinarily, he might help out with that table digging into her back. But he's tired and his breath is rank and he knows it, so the table is spared. For now, at any rate. They'll be back, sometime, he's sure of it. He does, however, lean forward just enough to plant a kiss to her forehead. Foreheads don't care about terrible breath.]