Let me call you sweetheart...

[scotch_egg]

Who: Alec & You
What: Valentines Event
Where: Anywhere
Warnings: Who knows



Alec cam be found anywhere, looking more cagey than usual. Find him in his office filling out endless forms or answering calls curtly, or in a bistro or cafe with a single cup of steaming tea, or even in the park bundled up against the cold day.

More to the point he has a box of Valentine's Day candies with him that he cannot seem to stop eating. It seems almost unconscious. However this meeting turns out is going to be an interesting ride.


[[ooc: feel free to chose the words of the heart that he eats and put it in the subject. Or leave it up to RNG]]

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[scotch_egg]

"What I need is a lobotomy." Or more importantly, to get out of here before he made it worse. Fortunately he'd already paid for his drink so it was a matter of getting up and not knocking over the chair when he yanked his jacket off.

Which he summarily failed.

Face blistering he righted the chair and tugged his jacket on.

"You're beautiful. Bloody gorgeous. I won't waste your time." He tugged his collar up and did his best not to look at her. "if you need me I'll be throwing myself off a bridge."

[phdmotherfucker]

"Yep. Thanks. I know what I look like." She pressed her fingers against her temple where a headache was being born. "Look, I really just wanted the seat."

She sighed and pressed her lips together before deciding, screw it, and motioned for him to sit back down.

"If you leave then it's just an opening for some other weirdo to sit down and start talking at me. At least your weird shit is complimentary and, frankly, I could use the ego boost."

[scotch_egg]

"It's not--" He shut his mouth. He didn't want to tell her he wasn't a weirdo, because he was, just not in the way she understood it. If she wasn't Different he didn't want to explain it. If she was Different, he didn't want to put the idea into her head.

"Nothing. Yes. Fine. Here." He took the chair with him. "Have a good day." And shoved it under another table, telling the people there to piss off when they complained. This was New York, they should get used to it.

He is stopped by a man as big as a door coming into the cafe and says something that he very much would like to do to him. The guy seems so floored he doesn't want to move and Alec has nowhere to go but back and nowhere to stand where he does go back so he just paces back and finishes his tea, face burning until the bit lunk of a man moves.

[phdmotherfucker]

Harleen watched the whole display in shocked amazement. But let's face it, this is New York City, and there was plenty of time to see something even weirder before the end of the day.

Well, no need to waste the space. She spread out her things and enjoyed having the entire table to herself.

At least the city was big enough that it was practically a guarantee that she'd never see that guy ever again.