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Thank you for your part in making sure my birthday was something really special. I don't think I've actually had a birthday party since...probably my 21st.

yeah of course :)
you deserved something nice
i mean not just past tense. you still deserve nice things

anyway i didn't do much, it was pretty much everyone else

You got invitations to all the best and coolest people.

[Look, even Winter showed up in person. That's good work!]

And you came, and I appreciate that too.

no way i was gonna miss it

hey i saw you and ches getting along
he's a cool guy :)

Edited 2022-01-21 19:22 (UTC)

Getting along might be an understatement. :) Do you want a proper gossip session? I need to get out of the apartment for a bit, take a walk.

talk about an upgrade ;)

sure i could get out. not really doing anything but hanging out with a naked cat
well i guess it's not really naked. it's wearing a sweater

There's a Thai place about a block down from Bonnies that has a selection of Asian beers. Wanna meet up there?

oh yeah i know the place! just name the time and i'll be there

I'll be there in about half an hour.

Due to bus schedules, it's more like 40 minutes before Mere arrives. She's rocking the new haircut, sides shaved, everything gelled back in something not entirely unlike a mohawk, but her outfit's still her usual sort of thing--sweater, skinny jeans, chuck taylor high tops.

She texts Jeff, when she arrives, to see where he's at.

Jeff's already got a table, and once he sees Meredith, he hops up and waves her over with a grin. He's still not totally used to the new hair, but it's a good look! Totally suits her. And while hers has gotten shorter, his has gotten longer... because he still hasn't had a haircut in way too long.

So he's totally rocking the 90s grunge look, even more than usual.

"Mere! Hey!" Once she's over, he greets her with a hug and flops back down onto his seat. "I can't believe I beat you here. I'm, like, never on time."

"Fucking buses, you know how it goes." She laughs, hugging back warmly and plopping into a seat like a bag of flour. "So, before we get into my shit, you heard Malcolm and Neal are now officially an item, right?"

Jeff blinks, and it's clearly news to him.

"No, but, uh, hey, that's great." He means it, even if it's just a little awkward, what with... him possibly having been an obstacle to them getting together in the first place. "Good for them. Glad they're not dancing around it anymore."

"So am I. Fucking Neal, making a thing of it...but I think they'll be happy, in the long run. I actually told Malcolm if we weren't living together, I'd have probably asked him out at some point."

She glances down at the menu to avoid eye contact there.

"Yeah, well. He was probably going through his own shit or something." Jeff shrugs. The less focus on Neal, the better. Besides, there's something more important here!

"No shit?" Jeff can't help but grin. "I told him he was a catch."

"Oh, he's a mess. But a mess with very pretty eyes." She laughs. "Instead, I fell into bed with Ches after doing some office skills training with him. That happened."

"Shit yeah!" He lifts his water glass so they can toast to that. "I'd hit it, too, if, uh. You know." If the opportunity arose. But he may be too young for Ches. The over-30 set do have a habit of calling him a kid.

"So was it a one-time thing, or are you guys just hooking up casually, or what?"

"It was one time, there might be more. I'm not fussed about it. I'll say this, though, big strong werewolf man was gentle enough not to pull me apart." Tease-tease.

She finally settles on what she'd like and flags down the waitress (teenage girl, likely a kid of the owners) to order.

Jeff groans, though it's all in good humor. Why bring up his shame, Meredith! "I just didn't know my own strength!" he whines, in his defense. It's a very strong, rugged whine, clearly.

Once the waitress gets to them, Jeff gives his order (Drunken Noodles, chosen solely for the name) and maybe engages in a little bit of light, friendly banter, like he's just a totally normal, well-adjusted dude who can talk to people without spacing out or getting super weird.

Then, when the coast is clear, he leans in closer to Meredith.

"Dude, so what was it like to bang a werewolf!"

Mere, meanwhile, goes for the pad thai, with tofu.

"About the same as banging a normal guy--it's not like he wolfed out in bed or anything. I haven't seen him wolf out at all, yet, to be honest." She laughs brightly.

"Yeah, I guess that'd be, like, the worst time to do it," he concedes with a laugh. "He seems pretty chill for a werewolf, anyway."

A beat.

"I dunno why I said that, it's not like I've ever met a werewolf before. Maybe they're all chill..."

"I've never met one before either. I'm not sure if they're a thing in my world. You'd think you'd hear about a werewolf hero or villain, if they were."

Because her fucking world, man.

There's a long pause as Jeff tries to work his brain around all that, then:

"What... kinds of heroes or villains do you normally hear about?"

Edited 2022-01-22 15:12 (UTC)

"Oh, god, have I not told you yet? My world's full of superheroes and supervillains. I actually live just outside Hightower, where the Global Guardians are headquartered."

She laughs. "I thought I'd mentioned it to most people by now."

The truth is, she might've told Jeff at some point, but he's certainly got a brain like a sieve, so it could have slipped right out.

"Huh." Superheroes and shit. That's something to process. "Right on."

"I'm not a hero or anything, though. Hell, not even 'normal'."

She shrugs, looking down at her hands. "But I get by, even in that world. Pretty much the same way I do here."

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