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[goodolcapnjack]

"...dis here's where I talk, right? Right--hey! Jack Kelly's the name, so if youse wanna talk ta me? Just...talk already. Dis ting oughta remembah it somehows--don' ask me how, it just does. Stupid contraption can kiss my--"

BEEP!

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Re: action: evening - 9/5

[blueberryprincess]

[ Jack has it right in that Evie loses track of her surroundings while she’s working. She’s so hyper focused on her design that she has no clue her boyfriend is home. Usually she’s the one to meet him at the door, arms around his shoulders and lips pressed to his in greeting. But, not today. There’s a ball gown on paper that she wants to work on, the figure it’s on looking surprisingly like Regina Mills, even subtly.


When Jack leans into whisper, Evie shrieks and jumps, almost knocking her book to the ground as she spins to shoot Jack an expression of alarm. And then that expression shifts to soft annoyance that she doesn’t feel, one small hand reaching out to smack him on the shoulder. ]

Jack Kelly, I hate you. [ It should be well known that Evie loves Jack dearly. It says as much in the teasing tone and the warm smile on her face as she turns to crouch on the couch, arms around his shoulders and lips pressed gently to his in greeting. ]

Re: action: evening - 9/5

[goodolcapnjack]

Yeah, I bet you do. [Said with the biggest of shit-eating grins as he gets comfortable, bent over, arms folded along the back of the couch so he's at the perfect height to look her right in the eye--and kiss her if he wants to. Which he does...so he does when she wraps her arms around him and leans in.

Once he's done kissing her hello, Jack promptly pulls back, straightens up--and vaults over the couch to fling himself down beside her, making a snatch at her sketch pad.]

C'mawn, lemme see! Hey, is dat yer muddah? Ain't we fancy--she goin' ta some big royal ball or sumtin'?

Re: action: evening - 9/5

[blueberryprincess]

Absolutely and completely since the day you surprised me with that gold flower.

[ Which is her way of saying she loves him. So clearly, this means he gets another good kiss or two before she's making room for him on the couch. Once he's settled, she settles with her back against his side, knees brought up to give herself something to prop her sketch book against as she shakes her head. ]

This is just something I'm drawing for fun. I'll make this some day for her, but for now I'm still working out the small details.