[ She says that in a playful tone, not entirely serious, but afterwards she blinks her thick eyelashes at him and props her chin up on two fists, putting on an almost coy smile. ]
I don't know, Jesse, are you a heartbreaker?
[ She's just playing, of course, but she lets Jesse sweat a little before she falls out into giggles, clapping her hands a couple of times between her laughter. ]
She's harmless, mostly.
[ OF course, if she told Flo about something someone did to her, they might as well sign a death certificate. Flo's the mom to a brood of boys, one bigger than the other and even if that weren't the case, she's the tough-as-nails Italian nonna Harley's never had. They grew close with how often Harley visited; now she's looked at as another kid under her wing. ]
You're fine. She just looks out for me. We got eggs and hashbrowns...she totally likes you.
[ Harley encourages and it's not long before they both get glasses of ice water alongside their mugs of coffee--best in the neighborhood, just like Harley promised. A little later, the food arrives with maple syrup and butter on the side, toast, a side of scrambled eggs, pancakes, and bacon all cooked to perfection. There's even a heaping plate of hashbrowns they didn't ask for. ]
I dip my bacon in syrup; don't judge.
[ Not that she thought of Jesse as the judgmental type to begin with. If she had, he wouldn't be sitting across from her in the first place. Not willingly, anyway. She's just playing, of course, but she lets Jesse sweat a little before she falls out into giggles, clapping her hands a couple of times between her laughter. ]
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Date: 2022-10-22 06:21 am (UTC)[ She says that in a playful tone, not entirely serious, but afterwards she blinks her thick eyelashes at him and props her chin up on two fists, putting on an almost coy smile. ]
I don't know, Jesse, are you a heartbreaker?
[ She's just playing, of course, but she lets Jesse sweat a little before she falls out into giggles, clapping her hands a couple of times between her laughter. ]
She's harmless, mostly.
[ OF course, if she told Flo about something someone did to her, they might as well sign a death certificate. Flo's the mom to a brood of boys, one bigger than the other and even if that weren't the case, she's the tough-as-nails Italian nonna Harley's never had. They grew close with how often Harley visited; now she's looked at as another kid under her wing. ]
You're fine. She just looks out for me. We got eggs and hashbrowns...she totally likes you.
[ Harley encourages and it's not long before they both get glasses of ice water alongside their mugs of coffee--best in the neighborhood, just like Harley promised. A little later, the food arrives with maple syrup and butter on the side, toast, a side of scrambled eggs, pancakes, and bacon all cooked to perfection. There's even a heaping plate of hashbrowns they didn't ask for. ]
I dip my bacon in syrup; don't judge.
[ Not that she thought of Jesse as the judgmental type to begin with. If she had, he wouldn't be sitting across from her in the first place. Not willingly, anyway. She's just playing, of course, but she lets Jesse sweat a little before she falls out into giggles, clapping her hands a couple of times between her laughter. ]