RO > call me out; a forever open RP post, version 2

[midvalley]

NEW OPEN RP POST

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[enraptored]

[ The corner of his mouth tracks upward slightly -- a hint of a smile. ]

Semantics.

Still, as rough as some jerks with digital recorders will be, it's still nothing we haven't handled before. But if you want to wait for an official press release, then fine.

[ex_micromanage449]

[ She sighs a little, glancing off to the side. He does have a point- he has several of them, in fact. She's letting the situation dictate her life, and she shouldn't be.

She's lost control and she needs to take it back. ]

You just have to make me one promise.

[enraptored]

[ A larger smile this time, wry and crooked. ]

Let me guess: no board shorts?

[ex_micromanage449]

[ That gets a grin out of her for sure. God, this really all did starts with board shorts, didn't it? ]

Okay, two promises.

[enraptored]

[ he tilts his head to one side, eyebrows raised. ]

Alright, let's hear it.

[ex_micromanage449]

One, no board shorts.

Two, let me handle the reporters from now on.

[enraptored]

One -- a strong maybe.

And two-- [ He pauses, as if considering. Then, ] I'll consider it.

[ex_micromanage449]

One- we're not in Central America anymore, Owen. You don't need board shorts.

Two- at the very least don't physically assault them.

[enraptored]

We're not in Central America, no, but we're still in California. Not sure if you've noticed, but it can get pretty hot here, too.

[ex_micromanage449]

Are you really that attached to your board shorts?

[enraptored]

[ He lifts his shoulders, making a quiet noise at the back of his throat. ]

I like being comfortable.

[ex_micromanage449]

Fine. I'm willing to be lenient about the shorts. Not so much with punching the paparazzi.

[enraptored]

[ A longer pause of consideration. ]

Fine. I'll avoid punching slimeball reporters.

But I still maintain he deserved it.

[ex_micromanage449]

I've yet to meet one that doesn't. But you still can't punch them all.

[enraptored]

[ The corner of his mouth twitches when he thinks of a reply -- That sounds like a challenge. -- but instead of voicing it, he lets out a breath, nodding. ]

Fine. You handle the PR, then.

[ex_micromanage449]

I appreciate it.

[ Achievement unlocked: Boyfriend get? ]

So. Um. How's the spaghetti looking?

[enraptored]

[ He smirks at the change of topic. ]

Pretty sure we're good here, spaghetti-wise.

[ex_micromanage449]

Just making sure my mere presence didn't somehow manage to ruin the food.

[enraptored]

[ He dishes up two plates for them. ]

Don't worry -- your pots and dinner are safe for tonight.

[ex_micromanage449]

Oh, good. I wouldn't want to have to deal with a fire on top of this night.

[enraptored]

You act like this entire night has been awful.

[ex_micromanage449]

What? No, I didn't mean to imply--- I'm sorry.

[enraptored]

Claire.

[ He reaches out to put one bruised hand on her shoulder. ]

Breathe.

It was a joke.

[ex_micromanage449]

[ Well, now she's just embarrassed ]

Sorry. It's... going to take a little while for me to get my feet under me.

[enraptored]

[ Gently, he gives her shoulder a squeeze before taking his hand back. ]

If you want, you can drown out the day by watching trashy reality TV and eating dinner.