[They're alone. They're all alone, in the dark, in John's car for the next near half hour. His car smells like him and a little like cake and fast food, but mostly like car. It's almost overwhelming. They were great friends, the best of friends, this wasn't weird!!! It was just...she really liked him. She had the hugest, stupidest, most fawning-over crush on John Freaking Egbert.]
[When he pulls over, she's startled. They're alone at night in John's car pulled over at a rest stop alone and oh fuck this could be it. This could be when he tells her he loves her, always has, or that he's a guard to her castle since she's a long-lost princess, or that he just wants to be friends with her and for her to stop obviously flirting. She picks at the grain of her jeans, swallowing and reminding herself to count to eight, it's okay, don't get your hopes up that he likes you, too, unlikely as it was that John had caught onto her sneaky flirtations.]
Yeah, sure, John! What's up?
[Her hand is tucking hair behind her ear faster than the words come stumbling out of her mouth. She hasn't done that in ages, fuck.]
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Date: 2011-12-25 05:33 pm (UTC)[When he pulls over, she's startled. They're alone at night in John's car pulled over at a rest stop alone and oh fuck this could be it. This could be when he tells her he loves her, always has, or that he's a guard to her castle since she's a long-lost princess, or that he just wants to be friends with her and for her to stop obviously flirting. She picks at the grain of her jeans, swallowing and reminding herself to count to eight, it's okay, don't get your hopes up that he likes you, too, unlikely as it was that John had caught onto her sneaky flirtations.]
Yeah, sure, John! What's up?
[Her hand is tucking hair behind her ear faster than the words come stumbling out of her mouth. She hasn't done that in ages, fuck.]