when it comes to envy y'all is green.

[bottecellie]

JEALOUSY

 

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!

Comments

[aperfectthird]

What?

[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?

[iwasherefirst]

Oh bloody hell. Alien, human, you're all thick.

[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.]

[aperfectthird]

[What?

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.]

[iwasherefirst]

[This is working so much better than talking. She breaks the kiss breathlessly, but doesn't move from where she's at. She's still got a handful of his shirt clenched in her fist.]

So no more flirtin' with Patrice?

[because clearly that's more important than 'so dating?']

[aperfectthird]

No more flirting with Patrice.

[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 - ?

[iwasherefirst]

[Rose considers that a moment. She's considered it before. In fact, she's given it more thought than she probably should have.]

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.]

[aperfectthird]

I know.

[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.

[iwasherefirst]

[His response makes her soften and tumble a little more over into that 'like' territory that she's gotten into with Percy. She knows it's not fair to him (or anyone), but that he's willing to look for the Doctor too means more to her than she can adequately express. She bites her bottom lip and goes up on her tiptoes, pressing a kiss against his mouth.]

Yeah, wanna lay off tonight, get a bottle of wine and not do work?

[aperfectthird]

I'd love to.

[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.]

[iwasherefirst]

[Rose hesitates because it is a bit forward for him to invite her back to his flat and she still (pathetically) lives with her mother. She curls her fingers around his tightly. Holding hands has always been one of her favourite forms of affection. She glances to the TARDIS and back to Percy. There are so many 'people' in this relationship. She shakes her head a bit.]

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.]

[aperfectthird]

Of course. It's not a problem at all. Just let me get my things. Meet me at the car park in five minutes?

[His heart is beating far too fast, considering the circumstances, and he feels like a stupid, overeager fifteen year old.]

[iwasherefirst]

[She was so brave when she was angry at him over Patrice, but now her stomach is starting to twist and she's wondering exactly what the hell she's doing here. She smiles a little and then nods.] Yeah, just goin' to make sure things are shut down and locked up here. Be right there.

[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.]

[aperfectthird]

[And he goes, quickly, back to his office, to calm his randomly-firing nerves and wipe his hands on his slacks before she can touch them again and see how clammy they are. Once he's gathered his papers and briefcase, he gets his keys out and heads to the car park as well, spotting Rose by the entrance.]

I'm parked over this way.

[iwasherefirst]

[ She's there, worrying her lip between her teeth while she waits; his arrival is met with a smile. There's also relief on her face. She knows a relationship with Patrice would be infinitely easier than anything he's going to experience dating her. She had worried that he'd change his mind. She still does; he still could.]

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]

[aperfectthird]

It's all right. Normally I don't drive in, either, but I, uh, actually had to do some shopping today anyway.

[Well.]

It won't take long.

[iwasherefirst]

S'all right. I can--[what? Walk around until he's done?] Go back in. Do some work and you can pick me up when you're done if you want?

[Wow. She had no idea this would be so awkward when she made the suggestion.]

[aperfectthird]

No, it's just some grocery shopping - er - you can pick out the wine.

[iwasherefirst]

[Rose nods, squeezing Percy's hand, a little assurance that things will get less awkward, or at least she hopes it will] I can do that. You like red or white?

[aperfectthird]

Red, I suppose, unless you have a preference?

[He unlocks the car, then walks Rose over to the passenger side, opening the door for her.]

[iwasherefirst]

'm good with red. Usually what I drink anyhow. [She gets in the car with a murmured thank you]

[aperfectthird]

Good. I'm glad.

[He closes the door behind her, then gets in the driver's side and pulls out of the garage. The drive to the grocer's is uneventful (and awkward), and when they arrive, Percy glances at Rose.]

Pick out your favorite type. I'll see you in a few minutes.

[iwasherefirst]

[This was an idiot idea. At least that's her thought in the car. She's just ruined a friendship and they're going to remain awkward for all time now. She takes a deep breath when they arrive at the grocers and nods.]

Righto. I'll find somethin'.

[And she heads toward the wine, hoping that alcohol will make this less uncomfortable.]

[aperfectthird]

[Alcohol will do one of two things: make things way less uncomfortable (and, probably, more uncomfortable later), or make things way more uncomfortable. Either way, the comfort level is going to change drastically.

Percy isn't long with his shopping - more coffee, some cereal, bread - and he meets up with Rose in the wine aisle.]

Did you find anything?

[iwasherefirst]

[She's hoping for way less uncomfortable and possibly less uncomfortable later, but that's a lot to hope for. She smiles at him when he shows back up, holding a bottle of wine aloft.]

Yeah. Think so. We ready to go?

[aperfectthird]

I think so.

[He pulls the wine deftly from her fingers and drops it in his basket, then heads to the front of the store. Oh, God, let this not be too awkward.]