TYPICAL
Author: Raine
Disclaimer: Not mine in the slightest.
Summary: Little bit of fluff
Rating: PG
Feedback: makes the world go round. ;] I'd love it... I may possibly be able to add more to this, if the inspiration arises. ;]
AN: ::shrugs::
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Ch 5: Would you?
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When I got back, Donna was waiting for me, she probably has some vegetable behind her back that I'm going to have to force down just to get her off my back.
"Hey Donna, I --" What?! Why did my assistant just hit me? What's going on? Think Joshua, what have you done lately? I ate that salad yesterday, I ate that salad yesterday, I let her sleep on my couch, I even contemplated letting her have a day off. I've been nothing but good these past 24 hours.
"That, was from your mother." Oh. Damn, now I'm in trouble. I really didn't think my mother would be able to persuade Donna into seeing it in the same light she did. I'm sure Donna saw it as a 'non-josh' moment. Surely she did.
"Hey Donna, listen, about that. I mean, I should have told you to go home and take the rest of the day off, but it was only like lunch time. I thought the couch would be fine, and I did let you sleep for four hours, I mean that's got to count for something. I mean, I know my mom thinks I should have let you go home, and she also thinks I should have gone with you --" I think I've said too much. I watched as Donna calculated the meaning of the last sentence, hoping that I hadn't passed the fuzzy line drawn between us.
"Why didn't you?" She's got that exasperated sigh down to an art.
"Why didn't I what?" I asked, not following.
"Why didn't you come home with me?" What is she doing? Why is she crossing the line? Does she not see it? Maybe I should point it out to her.
"My apartment is closer and in a better neighborhood." There Donna. See the line? Banter is on the safe side of the line.
"Would you have come home with me?" Damn, I know she saw the line, so it's a conscious decision to pass it.
"Of course." I answer, unsure of what reaction I'll get. She smiles a kind of lopsided smile and loops her arm through mine. We walk back to the bullpen in silence.
Author: Raine
Disclaimer: Not mine in the slightest.
Summary: Little bit of fluff
Rating: PG
Feedback: makes the world go round. ;] I'd love it... I may possibly be able to add more to this, if the inspiration arises. ;]
AN: ::shrugs::
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Ch 5: Would you?
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When I got back, Donna was waiting for me, she probably has some vegetable behind her back that I'm going to have to force down just to get her off my back.
"Hey Donna, I --" What?! Why did my assistant just hit me? What's going on? Think Joshua, what have you done lately? I ate that salad yesterday, I ate that salad yesterday, I let her sleep on my couch, I even contemplated letting her have a day off. I've been nothing but good these past 24 hours.
"That, was from your mother." Oh. Damn, now I'm in trouble. I really didn't think my mother would be able to persuade Donna into seeing it in the same light she did. I'm sure Donna saw it as a 'non-josh' moment. Surely she did.
"Hey Donna, listen, about that. I mean, I should have told you to go home and take the rest of the day off, but it was only like lunch time. I thought the couch would be fine, and I did let you sleep for four hours, I mean that's got to count for something. I mean, I know my mom thinks I should have let you go home, and she also thinks I should have gone with you --" I think I've said too much. I watched as Donna calculated the meaning of the last sentence, hoping that I hadn't passed the fuzzy line drawn between us.
"Why didn't you?" She's got that exasperated sigh down to an art.
"Why didn't I what?" I asked, not following.
"Why didn't you come home with me?" What is she doing? Why is she crossing the line? Does she not see it? Maybe I should point it out to her.
"My apartment is closer and in a better neighborhood." There Donna. See the line? Banter is on the safe side of the line.
"Would you have come home with me?" Damn, I know she saw the line, so it's a conscious decision to pass it.
"Of course." I answer, unsure of what reaction I'll get. She smiles a kind of lopsided smile and loops her arm through mine. We walk back to the bullpen in silence.