MHA #6, Friday Evening

[firstofitskind]

It had taken a ridiculously long time to get from the causeway back to Verity's apartment. Mostly because Liam was... let's just say the combination of 'easily distracted' and 'uncoordinated' was working against him in that respect. And Verity's apartment wasn't even that far from the causeway, all things considered.

But they made it, finally, stumbling in through the doorway. Or Liam stumbled, and Verity just patiently guided him towards the couch.

"We're here already?" he exclaimed, surprised. Apparently, it hadn't seemed like such a 'ridiculously long time' to him.

[ooc: for she what's named in the post! also warning for uh. side-effects of drug use? sort of?]

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[firstofitskind]

Well, it was no Argentinian Tango costume, but in Liam's opinion she still looked damn good.

Meanwhile he managed to scrounge up a t-shirt and sweats that he'd left here at some point, himself.

"Okay." Deep breath. What was it they were going to do that was not have sex? Oh, right. "Popcorn?"

[arboreal_priestess]

"Hmm?" asked Verity, whose brain was still most assuredly in the gutter. "Oh! Right, yeah, popcorn. And dinner. What do you want to eat?"

Beat.

"For food."

Very suave, Very.

[firstofitskind]

It... helped? That Liam was distracted by literally everything right about now. At this particular moment it was the feeling of the sweatpants material against his skin.

"... Sinigang?" he asked hopefully.

Unless Eliot happened to be working, they were probably out of luck on that one.

[arboreal_priestess]

Clearly, Verity needed to get on the distracted-by-drugs train.

Though confusion helped. "Sini-what?" she asked, standing up on her tiptoes to try to reach the popcorn box. Ugh, stupid not wearing four-inch heels. "I don't think I've ever even heard of what you want for dinner."

It was Sunday. Not Eliot's day at all, sadly.

[firstofitskind]

"Soup," Liam supplied helpfully. "With pork. S'kinda, sweet and sour? So good." Not that he'd ever actually had it himself. But the memory of it was really strong.

[arboreal_priestess]

"I can call and ask," Verity said, finally grabbing the popcorn box and grabbing a bag. They could eat popcorn while waiting for their dinner and ice cream to arrive. "Any thoughts for a backup just in case?"

Though if they couldn't get it tonight, Verity was going to haunt the diner until they figured out how to prepare it for another day.

[firstofitskind]

"Iunno," he shrugged. "Whatever's on special?" And given that it was Sunday, that was... probably pancakes assuming the cook had woken up from their nap by then.

[arboreal_priestess]

"At the very least, I'm ordering us burgers," Verity declared. "Red meat and green leafies, remember? You don't speed up blood replacement by eating carbs."

...Popcorn and ice cream aside. Those weren't dinner.

[firstofitskind]

Except when they were, Verity.

"And onion rings," Liam added. Because greasy sounded amazing right about now.

[arboreal_priestess]

They were dessert and pre-dinner appetizer, Liam, and don't you forget it.

"Definitely onion rings," Verity agreed. "But also fries."

Because fries.

"Can I trust you to watch the popcorn and make sure it doesn't burn while I give the diner a call?" YOU GOT DISTRACTED BY WATER DROPLETS, LIAM, VALID QUESTION.

[firstofitskind]

"Of course!" Liam said, giving Verity a wide-eyed affronted look. "I am very trustworthy. You even said so!"

Being trustworthy in general and being trustworthy in this specific instance were two entirely separate things.

[arboreal_priestess]

"You're more trustworthy when I can't distract you by dangling water droplets off my fingers," Verity said, pulling out her phone and calling the diner.

[firstofitskind]

And Liam had no reply to that because he was too busy watching the timer on the microwave count down with single-minded determination.

[arboreal_priestess]

So long as the bag didn't spontaneously combust before the countdown hit zero, they'd be in business.

"--hang on, let me check." Verity moved the phone to ask Liam, "So they can't do your sinigang right now, but they can whip up pozole instead? Pork soup with hominy? Spicy and sour?"

[firstofitskind]

"Sounds super," Liam replied, which just set him off on a round of giggles again.

Oh, hey, the popcorn had stopped popping! Look at him taking the successfully non-burned popcorn out of the microwave, Verity. Totally trustworthy.

[arboreal_priestess]

He would get a kiss for his trustworthiness right after she--

"...Wait, was that a soup pun?" she demanded. "So help me, Liam, if that was a soup pun, I'm telling the mice you've been hoarding cake."

[firstofitskind]

It was totally a soup pun. An unintended one, but one all the same.

"You wouldn't," he said, giving her a wide-eyed look of shock.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Try me," Verity said, before finishing up the order with the diner.

How much did she like it that he recognized the severity of that threat?

A whole stupid lot.

[firstofitskind]

“I didn’t mean to?” he tried. Indeed, there had been a significant pause between his statement and the resulting gigglefit.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Better not have," she said, leaning in to kiss him to show she wasn't really mad. "Anyway, we're getting burgers, onion rings, fries, milkshakes, pozole, and sundaes delivered in about 90 minutes. Let's grab that popcorn and go watch a movie?"

[firstofitskind]

“‘Kay,” Liam mumbled in to that kiss. “C’n I ask you something?” he wondered, as he grabbed the popcorn and began making his way over to the couch.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Sure," Verity said, automatically reaching for his for the short trip to the couch.

Shh. She just liked holding his hand.

[firstofitskind]

That worked out nicely, because so did he.

"Sarah calls you 'Very' sometimes," he said, super-casually, as he flopped down on the couch and pulled her with him.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Yeah," Verity said with a nod, slinging her legs over his lap and resting the popcorn bowl in hers. Mice appeared from nowhere, inching towards the scent of salty, buttery goodness. "Most of my family does."

[firstofitskind]

"I like the way it sounds," Liam admitted. "I like your full name, too, but- I was just wondering if, um, it'd be okay if I did too? Sometimes, maybe."