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when it comes to envy y'all is green.
Everyone feels jealous at one point or another, whether it's justified or not. What's important is how we deal with it... do we discuss it, fight about it, or plan epic revenge to carry out?
- Post with your character's name/series in the subject as well as any preferences.
- Others go to RNG and roll from 1-10, then respond!
- Play it out!
1 → wandering eye.
You think your lover has been looking at other's a little too often or flirting too much in your company. You can't keep quiet any longer about it.
2 → simple life
Your friend, family, or lover has always had it so much easier and you can't help but feel a little put off.
3 → don't you forget about me
Your friend or lover has found someone new they want to spend almost all their time with and you can't help but feel a little cheated.
4 → cheated
Forget just a sneaking suspicion. You've caught your lover in the act of cheating and it's driving you nuts. You have to confront them about it.
5 → for the glory
You did all the work, or at least you feel like you did, so why do they always get all the praise?
6 → moved on
You broke up or had a falling out with someone close to you and it's killing you to see how they've seemed to let go and you're stuck standing in place.
7 → because i want you
You're jealous of any attention they get because you're secretly in love with them. Time to make it known!
8 → always the favourite
Everyone always praises them or they were clearly the favourite child or just more popular with friends. You can't help but hate it.
9 → more experience
they're more experienced, either in the bedroom or in the office. Any activity, they outshine you. Who wouldn't feel a little inferior?
10 → your choice!
Didn't see something listed? Use your own idea!
percy weasley | harry potter | ota
7 | That verse
That's why she'd sent him the text asking him to meet her here outside the TARDIS. She wanted to...well she didn't know what she wanted exactly. She just wanted Patrice to stop flirting with him.]
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So when Patrice had started flirting with him, he flirted back. It all seemed to be going fairly well, and he had no reason to suspect anything was wrong when he got the text from Rose.
Now that his shift at UNIT is finished for the day, he heads down to the now-familiar hangar where the TARDIS is stored, making his way to the blue police box, and he lifts a hand in greeting.]
Good evening, Rose. Is everything all right?
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She runs her tongue over her teeth, trying to figure out what she's going to say. She's been trying to figure that out for hours now.]
Yeah. Everything's aces.
[She presses her lips together hard, because that's not exactly true, but she has no idea how to verbalize what she thinks is wrong.]
Talked to Patrice in the lunch room today. Nice girl, yeah?
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[Rose might notice the way his ears turn pink at the mention of her name.]
She's quite kind.
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Yeah, well I think she's got teeth like a horse.
[Someone is very jealous. She's just not sure how to handle it.]
If you like that sorta thing. [Trying to approach it the right way.]
Or maybe you liked somethin' different and you didn't realize it 'til...'til it was rubbed in your face.
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[He's genuinely shocked at her words, taking a step back, trying to figure out where this sudden hostility towards Patrice came from. (Part of him, the part that's stupid and stubborn, hopes that maybe it's because Patrice has been flirting with him. He shoves that down, though, because of course it isn't true.)]
Is this why you texted me? To insult my co-workers?
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[Insult-compliment. Is it time for an insult again? Or maybe she's ready to say something helpful.]
Patrice has a horse face and I know it's ridiculous and 'm not justified or whatever in sayin' this or feelin' this because no matter what 'm not goin' to stop lookin' for the Doctor, but I like you and Patrice isn't good enough for you. 'm not even sure I am, considerin'...
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[That is a little bit less offended and a little bit more shocked.
Did she just say she liked him? Is that an 'I like you' as in 'we're friends and she's not right for you' or as in 'I like like you and I don't want you to be with someone who's not me' and he can't help but feel like he's back in tenth grade trying to phrase the perfect note to Penelope Clearwater again.]
What do you mean?
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[She's going to grab him by the lapels, pull him a bit roughly toward her and lean up to give him a really good snog. Maybe that'll get the idea across.]
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Oh.
Okay.
Things just got really awesome really fast.
Percy's too shocked to react at first, then his hands move of their own accord to her waist, resting them on the gentle curve there.]
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So no more flirtin' with Patrice?
[because clearly that's more important than 'so dating?']
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[It's echoed a bit breathlessly, before he really realizes what he's saying. He shakes himself after a moment, though, trying to put thoughts to words.]
Then, are we - ?
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If you want.
[It's said a bit rushed, still a touch breathless. She takes a deep breath, steadying herself before she speaks again because the next bit is important. It's not fair to him if he doesn't know. She broke Mickey once before this way and doesn't want to do it again.]
'm not ever gonna stop lookin' for the Doctor.
[So this is temporary. When she finds him, she will leave everyone including Percy behind. He has to know that going in.]
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[He always knew. He'll never be the Doctor, and he'll never be the one her heart truly belongs to. It kills him, but - he tries to tell himself - isn't a little better than nothing?]
I won't, either.
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Yeah, wanna lay off tonight, get a bottle of wine and not do work?
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[He reaches out hesitantly, taking her hand.]
Here? Or - somewhere else?
[Saying 'would you like to go back to my flat' seems a bit ... forward.]
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Your place if it's all right. [Then a nod to the TARDIS] Haven't actually talked to her 'bout this yet.
[And as far as Rose is concerned, she and the TARDIS are in this thing together. She deserves to know, to give Rose a chance to see how she feels about it before she starts having wine and flirting with Percy in her rooms.]
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[His heart is beating far too fast, considering the circumstances, and he feels like a stupid, overeager fifteen year old.]
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[And she will. She won't leave him stranded out there but she's going to get a grip on her own nerves, stroke bits of the TARDIS for courage and lock her up tight before she heads toward the car park to meet him.]
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I'm parked over this way.
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All right. Yeah. I just...usually ride the tube. [God, she sounds more pathetic every time she speaks.] I mean, I haven't got a car parked here. Or...right. Sorry, I'm a bit...nervous
[As if he couldn't tell]
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[Well.]
It won't take long.
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[Wow. She had no idea this would be so awkward when she made the suggestion.]
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