A/N: soz guy, not exactly the picture of sobriety here, hope there's no grammar/spelling mistakes that are too glaring. I love 1 in the morning after 18ths… HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANIEL! And neither batman or spiderman's a ninja. And you have the shirt to prove it lol.
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Jo fell down the stairs and that was where it all began.
Laurie had arms and they were strong (stronger than her sisters') and he smelt different but nice. Yes, Jo decided when he tugged her unnecessarily close as he helped her up, very nice.
He had the best intentions of course, and the glass or two he had before had no say whatsoever in his idea that Jo looked especially lovely that evening despite having toppled down a series of steps that could have ruined more than her hair.
But it was such a lovely brown.
"Well, how do you do!" he exclaimed merrily when they were both standing again, ignoring the flush in his cheeks and blaming the warmth of their surroundings and not the situation.
"Clumsily, actually" was Jo's reply and it wasn't her precise usualness but he took it with a pinch of salt. He could play the best friend here.
"Ah! Yes well you have a nasty trick of tripping on those ridiculous skirts…"
"Do I?" she asked all haughty taughty but not without a smile on her thin but nevertheless appealing lips.
"Might I help you out of it?"
Jo's red face from his slip up seemed worth it in the end, even after the three weeks of silence and avoidance he received in punishment.