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the lyric prompt meme

HOW TO PLAY:

♪ Comment with your characters.
♪ Post to other characters with lyric prompts and, optionally, a picture to go with it.
♪ The lyrics can come from any song you like, or, hell, you can just link some instrumental music as well. Just so long as there's a song.
♪ Threads happen! Tears are shed.

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[In truth, it wasn't ever casual, it was anything but. Robb's never been capable of being casual about love, after all, and a few months of trying not to think about it is a few months too long.

He blinks, taking in her appearance, and swallows. Right. He still can't bring himself to believe that they're actually properly dating, and how long has it been since he last dated anyone, that he's pretty much all but forgotten what to do on a first date? God, he hopes he doesn't end up driving her away by the end of it.]

You look lovely.

[For a second it seems like he's gone catatonic, freezing as he looks at her. Is something wrong? Having second thoughts? She wouldn't fault him for wanting to bolt. Once they move forward, they can't exactly turn back. It'll be hard to go back to being friends if this doesn't pan out. His words put her at ease though. At least he thinks she looks fine.]

I could say the same about you. Are those for me?

[She eyes the roses in his hands, noting how tightly his hand is clenched around the paper-wrapped flower stalks. They're both so obviously uneasy. He's still the same man as yesterday, isn't he? Her classmate and her friend. And she hasn't changed either.

So why does she feel like nothing's ever going to be the same once this night's done?]

Yeah, I figured you'd like them.

[Uneasy doesn't even begin to describe his thoughts right now, quite a few of them going somewhere along the lines of oh god oh god please let this night go off without a hitch. He's not all that religious, not since his father died, but he's praying rather fervently now. One night. Please just let us have one night that ends well.]

So, where do you want to start?

[Taking the flowers from him, she wonders what to do. Put them in some water and invite him in?

If you do that, you know you'll just end up making out on the couch and skipping dinner.

All right, that was out of the question then. But she couldn't exactly hold them all throughout the date, could she? She takes her time to smell them, pondering her next move.]

Let me just put these in some water. You can come in and sit for a bit before we head for the restaurant. The reservations are for seven, right?

[Bad move. Bad move. Abort. Abort.]

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sobs wow QUIT KILLING ME

NOPE NOPE NOPE it's not like we need more AUs or anything

not like the next ep is going to kill us and we'll make up a new AU to cope

sob we have so many ;A;