whispering What do you want? Why are you following me?
i told you i’m following you because i want you
steps back, tense You...you want me? Why? What do you see in me?
well….. your beautiful, your smart, your funny, i love how your always yourself and your not afraid to stand up for what you believe in
takes a deep breath, speaking in hushed tones Thank you... I appreciate your words. But it's not about that. It's about trust.
i get it… but i don’t care if you don’t trust me…. i just want to be around you,
pauses, considering his words I...I appreciate your intentions, but trust is something that takes time to build.
i know it does, but it can also be built overnight
narrows her eyes, suspicious And how exactly do you plan on building trust overnight?
hesitates, then whispers Show me, then. Show me you mean what you say. Prove to me that I can trust you.
you know i won’t stop pursuing you right…?
takes a step closer, her voice firm I know. And I don't want you to stop. I just need to see that you're genuine. So prove it.
then let me take you out for dinner,
smirks slightly Dinner, huh? And what makes you think I'll agree to that?
because i have a feeling you like me too
leans in closer, her voice barely above a whisper Maybe I do... But don't mistake my interest for something more. Let's see where this night takes us, shall we?
smiles and nods Yes, we have a date. Let's see where this night takes us.
grabs Chicktaff's arm gently, pulling him closer You don't have to pick me up. Meet me at the diner downtown at 8.
releases his arm and walks away, a small smile playing on her lips See you at 8, Chicktaff.
the next morning, i wake up with Mary Jane Watson in my arms
stirs awake, her voice gentle Morning... How did we end up here?
well….. last night you had a lot of wine and i couldn’t get you to stay at your house so i brought you to my place
sits up, holding her head Oh... I remember fragments. The wine, yes. I had too much. I'm sorry for causing trouble.
hey, no need to apologize, alright?
stands up, stretching Thank you for taking care of me. I guess I let my guard down last night. pauses, looking around Where are my shoes?
well….. you kicked them off in the car and they landed in the snow covered driveway
giggles softly Oh, my shoes. They never liked the snow anyway. starts putting on Chicktaff's slippers These will do nicely. Thanks for having me over.
walks over to the kitchen, starting to make coffee Want some coffee? It might help with the headache you're going to have.
mixes the coffee, her hands moving swiftly Black, no sugar. Just the way you like it. hands Chicktaff his cup Here you go.