Shenanigans!

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[ Peter's glad for the relatively empty theater, because at one point he actually snorts at one of Maya's jokes, and he has to give an apologetic shrug to one of the few moviegoers who turn to glare at him.

He has no idea what's going on for most of the movie, too distracted by Maya's running commentary. All he knows is that there's a lot of shit going on, and there's a dude whisper yelling, and Channing Tatum is a dog person?

Who the hell knows.

By the time they're leaving, he feels like he has more questions than answers, and he shakes his head. ]

Wow. That was really bad.

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It really was.

[ She reaches for his hand again as they walk ] But I at least hope you enjoyed yourself.

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[ He twines their fingers together, smiling. ]

Yeah. It helped that you had, like, a Mystery Science Theater thing going on. Not sure if I woulda enjoyed it otherwise.

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Glad I could entertain.

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I take it from the commentary that you loved it.

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Oh, I had a blast.

Thanks for humoring me.

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[ He nudges her gently with his shoulder ]

Nah, it was fun. Seriously weird movie, but the company made up for it.

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[ She smiles at him, something real and bright. ]

You know, if I recall, I think I owe you a trouncing at video games.

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[ He wrinkles his nose at that. ]

Real sure of yourself, there. How's that saying go? "Pride goeth before the fall"?

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Hey, I said I was going to kick your ass. That's what I mean to do.

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[ He shrugs a shoulder. ]

Alright, man, just don't let your feelings get too hurt when I surprise you.

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No one's managed to surprise me yet.

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That's because you haven't played against me yet.

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In that case, I'm looking forward to it.

[ And when they do finally make their way back to her apartment, she invites him inside. (After a quick check to make sure Lilith isn't around, which she isn't.) It's a simple two-bedroom affair, decently clean, with bookshelves fucking everywhere.

There's a Playstation hooked up to the TV, and a few games and blu-ray movies strewn about. She motions towards the couch ]

Make yourself at home. Can I... uh. Get you anything?

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[ Damn. She really likes books.

He takes a seat on the couch, shooting her a smile. ]

Maybe a glass of water? I know, I've got expensive tastes.

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You're going to drink me out of house and home, aren't you.

[ But she grabs a couple of glasses and fills them up, offering him one as she comes to sit down. She follows his gaze to the bookshelves ]

If you're wondering if they're all mine... ah, they are.

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[ She totally read his mind. ]

-- Seriously? Wow. You should, like, run a book store or something.

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[ A laugh ] So I've been told.

Mm. So you seriously don't have any plans for tomorrow?

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[ He spreads his hands. ]

Totally free. Unless you count, like, vegging out as a plan.

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... Okay, good.

[ it's at that point that she leans over to kiss him ]

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[ -- this totally catches him off-guard, which is why he freezes when their lips first touch.

But after that initial shock is past, he's totally kissing back. He keeps it chaste, though -- he doesn't want to send the wrong signal, make this seem like he's looking for a one-off or something. ]

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[ She has no such compunctions about "signals", and pulls away a little, eyes sweeping over his face ]

In that case... would you like to stay the night?

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[ He pauses, wants to say, Fuck yeah, oh my god, why is that even a question--

But instead he nods -- mutely, at first, but then he swallows, trying to alleviate his suddenly dry mouth. ]

What about your roommate?

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[ She leans in to press a kiss to his neck ]

Out. She's at her boyfriend's for the weekend.

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[ Ah.

It's kind of hard to ask, Hey, this isn't just a one time thing for you, is it? 'Cause I kinda thought we had a good thing-- when her lips are pressed against his neck just so, and all he manages is a soft noise at the back of his throat. He tilts his head to give her better access, reaching out to put his hands on her hips. ]

Lucky us, then.