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keptherwaiting) wrote2020-07-27 04:33 pm
keptherwaiting) wrote2020-07-27 04:33 pm
1948, Philadelphia
Jasper stares across the street at the flower store and thinks: It’s stupid, right?
The idea of buying Alice flowers, giving them to her, and having her - what? Be happy about them?
He thinks of the one time he tried to give a flower to Maria:
It’d been stupid. Him standing there and holding out the flower to her like some stupid human kid. Just plucked from the vase it’d been left in on the nightstand from the home’s previous but newly deceased owners. Thank God Lucy and Nettie hadn’t been there to see, though he thinks Maria may have told them later because Nettie had looked at him with pity the next day.
He shakes himself from the memory and watches a man leave the store with an entire bouquet, he’s smiling and so fucking human, and Jasper wants that. To buy a bunch of stupid flowers, smiling, and gift them to Alice.
But - It’s stupid, right?
He feels Alice squeeze his hand, only vaguely heard her approach - which, also stupid, as he shouldn’t be getting distracted like that - and he turns his attention back to her.
“They have the book?” he asks.
He’d been waiting outside, too uncomfortable with the tight confined spaces of the busier shops, even with Alice distracting him from his thirst when need be.
The idea of buying Alice flowers, giving them to her, and having her - what? Be happy about them?
He thinks of the one time he tried to give a flower to Maria:
It’d been stupid. Him standing there and holding out the flower to her like some stupid human kid. Just plucked from the vase it’d been left in on the nightstand from the home’s previous but newly deceased owners. Thank God Lucy and Nettie hadn’t been there to see, though he thinks Maria may have told them later because Nettie had looked at him with pity the next day.
He shakes himself from the memory and watches a man leave the store with an entire bouquet, he’s smiling and so fucking human, and Jasper wants that. To buy a bunch of stupid flowers, smiling, and gift them to Alice.
But - It’s stupid, right?
He feels Alice squeeze his hand, only vaguely heard her approach - which, also stupid, as he shouldn’t be getting distracted like that - and he turns his attention back to her.
“They have the book?” he asks.
He’d been waiting outside, too uncomfortable with the tight confined spaces of the busier shops, even with Alice distracting him from his thirst when need be.
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He knows she loves it.
He hugs and swings her around in his arms once more before he’s putting her feet back on the ground.
“C’mon. Race you back to the car.”
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Alice is fast, like all vampires, of course. But the length of Jasper’s legs definitely give him an advantage.
Or so she believes.
Regardless, she does take off toward the car, flitting through the trees and underbrush.
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“You’re still pretty fast,” he compliments as he gifts her his daisy chain crown, putting it atop her head.
“The clothes in the back?”
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“If I could have one wish, it would be to be just a little taller,” Alice laughs, handing him the clothes before shutting the trunk. “Get changed, Mr. Whitlock. I have a date to get ready for.”
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He changes quickly as requested. He’ll get rid of the old clothes once they’re back at the hotel, just stuffs them under the front seat as they climb into the car.
“I’m sure you know a place, for dancing?” he asks when they’re moving again, back toward town.