Who: Evie Grimhilde, Jack Kelly, and Regina Mills
What: Making plans, eating breakfast with his girlfriend and...her...mother. Hoo boy.
Where: Coffee shop in Genessia City
When: 8/18, morning of.
"Any sign?"
Jack hasn't left Evie's side, not even for a second. Nope, pillows and blankets came off the bed, spread out, and so little sleep was had that Jack's fiending something awful for a cup of coffee.
They never stopped talking. Sure, he stole a kiss or two, but talking was all they did. Some staring, too--just making sure everything was real, everything was right, that nobody vanished in the middle of the night again.
When he woke up, he had a face full of blue hair and an arm flung across his chest, and Jack was a happy goddamn man.
Now, the pair of them were cleaned up, dragging a little, and headed to meet her mother for breakfast--and Jack wasn't gonna lie to himself or to her: her mother was a great lady, but also a little on the scary side.
As they reached the door of the coffee shop where they agreed to meet Regina, just after they stepped inside Jack whirled around to face Evie for the millionth time, adjusting his cap restlessly and tugging at the bottom of his ever present threadbare waistcoat.
"'Ay, Eve, you sure I look awright? Maybe I oughta hang back on dis one, let you 'n yer muddah have a goil's day or sumtin'..."
What: Making plans, eating breakfast with his girlfriend and...her...mother. Hoo boy.
Where: Coffee shop in Genessia City
When: 8/18, morning of.
"Any sign?"
Jack hasn't left Evie's side, not even for a second. Nope, pillows and blankets came off the bed, spread out, and so little sleep was had that Jack's fiending something awful for a cup of coffee.
They never stopped talking. Sure, he stole a kiss or two, but talking was all they did. Some staring, too--just making sure everything was real, everything was right, that nobody vanished in the middle of the night again.
When he woke up, he had a face full of blue hair and an arm flung across his chest, and Jack was a happy goddamn man.
Now, the pair of them were cleaned up, dragging a little, and headed to meet her mother for breakfast--and Jack wasn't gonna lie to himself or to her: her mother was a great lady, but also a little on the scary side.
As they reached the door of the coffee shop where they agreed to meet Regina, just after they stepped inside Jack whirled around to face Evie for the millionth time, adjusting his cap restlessly and tugging at the bottom of his ever present threadbare waistcoat.
"'Ay, Eve, you sure I look awright? Maybe I oughta hang back on dis one, let you 'n yer muddah have a goil's day or sumtin'..."
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