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entrancelogs2018-07-04 02:33 pm
mucked) wrote in entrancelogs2018-07-04 02:33 pm
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closed » while the whole world was looking at you
Who: Peggy & Steve
Where: Diner
When: Afternoon, July 4th
Rating: PG-13ish
Summary: It isn't every day your ex-almost-boyfriend turns 100.
The Story:
[ simply put, peggy isn't one for birthdays. she'd dreaded her own, she'd ignored nearly everyone else's, and a year ago today she'd spent steve's furiously firing off shots at the range just to work out her heartbreak and her aggression. but she's come rather a long distance since last july 4th -- for one, she doesn't fly into an internal rage at the mention of his name.
for another, she truly does empathize with the man. having tony take the reins of your birthday celebrations is a rather dreadful experience. she knows so first hand. and although she hasn't been spending much time with steve since his arrival, she's been keeping close enough tabs that she knows where to find him. what? a girl can't be blamed for being observant. it's second nature to someone like her; taking quiet stock of his routine (as much as she's seen of them, at least) is as easy as breathing. even before she asks herself where he might be, peggy realizes she already has a hunch.
so she strides into the diner looking far cooler and more collected than she feels. it's been an emotional few weeks (and for him included, she imagines) but there's no reason to be shy in her approach. without so much as asking permission, she slides into the opposite side of his booth.
gently (almost reverently) she places a plain box on the table -- it sits a respectable distance from whatever pie he's eating. first things first. ]
Yours. [ her head lifts; her mouth hesitates its way towards a smile. ] If you want it.
[ she doesn't say the words. happy birthday, steve. ]
Where: Diner
When: Afternoon, July 4th
Rating: PG-13ish
Summary: It isn't every day your ex-almost-boyfriend turns 100.
The Story:
[ simply put, peggy isn't one for birthdays. she'd dreaded her own, she'd ignored nearly everyone else's, and a year ago today she'd spent steve's furiously firing off shots at the range just to work out her heartbreak and her aggression. but she's come rather a long distance since last july 4th -- for one, she doesn't fly into an internal rage at the mention of his name.
for another, she truly does empathize with the man. having tony take the reins of your birthday celebrations is a rather dreadful experience. she knows so first hand. and although she hasn't been spending much time with steve since his arrival, she's been keeping close enough tabs that she knows where to find him. what? a girl can't be blamed for being observant. it's second nature to someone like her; taking quiet stock of his routine (as much as she's seen of them, at least) is as easy as breathing. even before she asks herself where he might be, peggy realizes she already has a hunch.
so she strides into the diner looking far cooler and more collected than she feels. it's been an emotional few weeks (and for him included, she imagines) but there's no reason to be shy in her approach. without so much as asking permission, she slides into the opposite side of his booth.
gently (almost reverently) she places a plain box on the table -- it sits a respectable distance from whatever pie he's eating. first things first. ]
Yours. [ her head lifts; her mouth hesitates its way towards a smile. ] If you want it.
[ she doesn't say the words. happy birthday, steve. ]