/posts something dorky and harmless

[wizardcop]

[ This is an apartment. It's a fairly small apartment- even for someone on Jacob's salary, but it suits him. Every thing is practical and neat- if a little dark. Dear Jake has a fondness for dark wood when it comes to furniture- and perfect.

Except for the part where there's a 200-pound wolf sprawled on the bed like he owns it. The fedora is hanging from one of the bedposts, for want of a proper hat rack.

Jacob himself is in the shower, pondering how the hell his life got so complicated all of a sudden. ]

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[salamandher.livejournal.com]

[digs around in a pocket]

... Hey. Feds. Here. It's a hair-tie. Go... [tosses it!]

Get it!

[wizardcop]

[ Nope, nothing. ]

If he hasn't moved yet, he's not going to.

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

...

[Just. Sits in front of the door, then.]

[wizardcop]

[ Going back to making dinner. :| Sit there long enough and it might start to smell really good in here ]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

[... it really does but stubborn pride is at stake. Must... not move.]

[wizardcop]

[ Sort of a shame. Jake made soup! Thick, creamy, delicious potato soup. And there's a lot of it. There might be rolls too.

In any case, he's going to dish himself a bowl, snag a couple of rolls, and vanish into what appears to be a spare bedroom ]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

[... Okay, when he's gone, she's going to snag that pot, a mixing bowl, and the rest of the rolls.

And go back to sit by the door. Out of spite.]

[wizardcop]

[ You, missy, are getting a look ]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

... Don't give me that, I'm going to share. Here.

[Offers the puppy a roll?]

[wizardcop]

[ The look, it persists. ]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

... Okay, I don't speak dog. Do a Lassie impression.

[wizardcop]

[ Shoots a pointed look at the room Jacob disappeared into, then back at her ]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhh no. No way. He's a jerk, I'm not going in there.

[wizardcop]

[ You get the wolfy equivalent of arched eyebrows, and he nods towards the room again ]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

...

No. I'm going to sit here, and eat soup. And then sneak out a window.

[wizardcop]

Mind you don't break anything when you do. [ was on his way back out for more soup :| ]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

[... looks at the pot next to her feet.]

...

[scoots it behind her.]

I'm more careful than that.

[wizardcop]

Do you mind?

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

... mind what?

[wizardcop]

You know perfectly well what.

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

Nope. Not at all.

[wizardcop]

You're attempting to hide a soup pot behind your back, and... what? You're hoping I wouldn't notice?

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

That was the general idea, yes.

[wizardcop]

I hate to break it to you, but I noticed.

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

... Good for you.

[Not giving you your soup back though.]