Lois gives him a look. “Well, yeah.” What did he think would happen?
She leans back against the booth, appraising him for a moment. “I’ve asked enough questions.” If she digs any more, whatever she uncovers probably won’t endear him any further to her. “Do you have any questions for me?”
He was hoping that because it was an empty parking lot they might be a bit more lenient for his missed days but that wasn't the case. But it's not like he wanted to miss the shifts, he just couldn't do them because of the full moon and his boss wouldn't listen.
Her sudden shift makes him blink and he takes a second, looking at her quietly for a moment before speaking.
"Do you ever get scared? Like real, full on terrified?"
That’s an interesting question. Lois’s face doesn’t betray any surprise though.
“I have been, a few times when working on stories. You don’t expose corruption without making the people that are doing the corrupting pissed off. I’ve received threats before.”
“I tell myself that I’m doing my job to help people tell their stories to the world. To hopefully help them get justice. I turn threats over to the police. I’ve learned self-defense. I keep a bat by my front door. I tell myself that the discomfort and fear is temporary, that it will be worth it in the end.”
Lois laughs a little at that. “I don’t think most Americans carry guns. I’m not current on the stats… a lot have them, but not many actually carry them around.”
She sips her beer. “I thought about it. I know how to shoot. That doesn’t mean that I like guns though, and I’d rather not have one in my house unless some psychopath decides to take one of my articles really personally. Then I’ll have to rethink my decision to just rely on the bat and my fists.”
"If it's any consolation I think that you have such a dominant and strong personality that you probably wouldn't need to bust out the bat if someone popped by to complain about your articles." He says with a smirk, "You'd probably scare the shit out of 95% of those weirdos."
"Right! Yeah!" He says, his eyes lighting up from both her little admission and the topic of music. It's one of his passions and as he speaks he leans forward excitedly.
"I've seen a ton of really good ones, but probably one of the best was Siouxsie and the Banshees. They almost never tour in Canada and it was in a medium sized venue so I could get really close to the stage."
When their eyes meet he feels a weird sense of pride and sudden bashfulness at her compliment and he shrugs, hoping his cheeks aren't going red because he's pretty sure she will tease him about that.
"Yeah well, you kind of made it easy what with being so cool and everything."
She looks up again and notices the blushing, but doesn’t make fun of him. He seems to genuinely like her, and she’s not the sort to take advantage of someone like that — at least not seriously.
Lois is quiet for another moment before she speaks again.
“Let me be honest with you, Richard. It’s been a while since I’ve had sex. The other night on the phone… I really enjoyed myself. I’m curious to find out if you’re more than just talk.”
"Yeah you did." She was probably one of the coolest chicks he's met, the fact that she's so honest and willing to call him out on his bullshit makes him not only respect her a ton but also feel comfortable around her. It's like having a really good guy friend who is extremely sexy and has tits.
"I'll be honest as well, I haven't had sex in a while either and if you want to satiate that curiousity I'm all yours. No strings or expectations."
A beat and then he grins at her, "I am all talk though, just not in that way."
“Oh, so that’s what you’re into?” Lois smiles. “Fortunately for you, I like dirty talk during sex, so I wouldn’t want to gag you.”
She finishes her beer and puts the glass down on the table.
“Should we get out of here? My place?”
Lois would feel more comfortable at her place. There’s a brief worry that if he comes over he might never leave, but Lois is extremely good at kicking people out if she has to.
He laughs at that but the second she suggests they leave and go to her place the laughter stops and he literally chugs the rest of his beer, slams the glass down and jumps to his feet.
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"Fuck no! No one would pay me for that kind of stuff."
He leans forward enough to signal to the bartender that they want another round.
"Let's see....I was a security guard at an empty parking lot for a while. That was pretty odd."
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Their next round of beers come out and Lois takes a sip of hers.
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"I missed a couple of shifts in a row and they fired me."
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She leans back against the booth, appraising him for a moment. “I’ve asked enough questions.” If she digs any more, whatever she uncovers probably won’t endear him any further to her. “Do you have any questions for me?”
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Her sudden shift makes him blink and he takes a second, looking at her quietly for a moment before speaking.
"Do you ever get scared? Like real, full on terrified?"
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“I have been, a few times when working on stories. You don’t expose corruption without making the people that are doing the corrupting pissed off. I’ve received threats before.”
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"How do you get past it?"
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“I tell myself that I’m doing my job to help people tell their stories to the world. To hopefully help them get justice. I turn threats over to the police. I’ve learned self-defense. I keep a bat by my front door. I tell myself that the discomfort and fear is temporary, that it will be worth it in the end.”
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She sips her beer. “I thought about it. I know how to shoot. That doesn’t mean that I like guns though, and I’d rather not have one in my house unless some psychopath decides to take one of my articles really personally. Then I’ll have to rethink my decision to just rely on the bat and my fists.”
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It was pretty obvious during their sexting that he likes her dominant personality. Lois has no problem leaning into that with him.
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"Yeah, guilty as charged on both accounts."
He lifts his eyes to meet hers.
"I think you like that as well though."
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“I do,” she confirms. “You were going to tell me about the best concert you ever went to.”
That was one of the things they had decided they would talk about when he asked her for drinks.
ooc: his laugh really is like a big giggle XD
"I've seen a ton of really good ones, but probably one of the best was Siouxsie and the Banshees. They almost never tour in Canada and it was in a medium sized venue so I could get really close to the stage."
he’s adorable
Lois groans. “I’m so jealous! I never got to see them perform, though I’ve seen Siouxsie on her own a few times. She’s so cool.”
He is 💙 and such a dork
Which means she has great taste.
"Another great one was when I saw Peaches in this tiny dive bar, she poured a beer on my head during it. It was great!"
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“It took balls for you to ask me here tonight.” Honestly, Lois wasn’t sure if Richard had it in him.
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"Yeah well, you kind of made it easy what with being so cool and everything."
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She looks up again and notices the blushing, but doesn’t make fun of him. He seems to genuinely like her, and she’s not the sort to take advantage of someone like that — at least not seriously.
Lois is quiet for another moment before she speaks again.
“Let me be honest with you, Richard. It’s been a while since I’ve had sex. The other night on the phone… I really enjoyed myself. I’m curious to find out if you’re more than just talk.”
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"I'll be honest as well, I haven't had sex in a while either and if you want to satiate that curiousity I'm all yours. No strings or expectations."
A beat and then he grins at her, "I am all talk though, just not in that way."
Aka he almost never shuts up.
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“Do you talk during sex?” Lois asks.
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She finishes her beer and puts the glass down on the table.
“Should we get out of here? My place?”
Lois would feel more comfortable at her place. There’s a brief worry that if he comes over he might never leave, but Lois is extremely good at kicking people out if she has to.
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"Fuck YES!"
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