"... hey Greg?"
"Yeah?"
"What time is it?"
"About eleven forty-five."
"And people come down this hallway... when?"
"Around midnight. Why?" ((teasing)) "You want to leave me already?"
((eyeroll)) "No. But my legs are getting cramped from standing like this."
"You could sit down."
"Is there enough room?"
"Won't know until we try."
((sits)) "Just barely. But I don't think there's room for you to sit down."
"That's fine. I don't need to."
"But your legs must be just as cramped as mine are."
"True. But you're the lady here, and you should be able to sit down first."
"Oh, quit being so chivalrous. You can try and sit down."
"There's no room."
"I'll make room."
((shuffle)) "If you move over and back-"
"Like this?"
"Little more!" ((slide))
"This good?"
((sits)) "Yeah. A little snug, but considering the company... I don't mind so much."
((blush)) "Greg, this is neither the time nor the place for pick-up lines."
"That wasn't a line. It's true. I don't really mind being... you know... stuck here with you."
"... Oh... really?"
"Yeah... really..." ((pause)) "You don't, you know, mind me being here, do you?"
"I uh... not anymore. I mean, you're funny and sweet and... different."
"Different in a good way?"
"Yes." ((laughs)) "A very good way."
((silence))
((silence))
"You know, Sara, I asked you out once."
((laughs)) "You did not."
"I did! I asked if we could take a break at the same time, and you said sure, and I thought it was a date, but I don't think you did, and I just thought you should know that I was asking you on a date, and that it kinda hurt when you just blew me off and I know it's kinda stupid for me to bring up and it's not like I hold a grudge or anything but I just figured you should-"
"Greg! You're rambling again."
"Oh. Sorry."
"Me too. For ditching you, even though I don't really remember doing it."
"You don't have to be sorry.. I don't even know why I brought it up."
"Still..."
((silence))
((silence))
"So will you?"
"Will I what?"
"Take your break with me."
"What do you consider this whole thing?"
"This is definintely not a break. This is a work hazard. I told the janitor to fix that door..."
"Yes."
"Sorry, yes what?"
"I'll take my break with you."
"... pinch me."
"Not on the first date."
"I mean I think I'm dreaming."
((laughs)) "Sheesh you're desperate."
"I'm not! Why wouldn't I be happy that you're going on a date with me?"
"I'm not that great."
"You are though! You're pretty and smart and really determined and you've got a good sense of humor and-"
"Thanks. You don't have to go on. I'm flattered enough."
"I could, you know."
"Do what?"
"Go on."
((laughs)) "Do you always lay down all this stuff when you ask a girl out?"
"Yes."
"Why? Then you don't hold any cards."
"Because I don't think of dating as a game, you know? I think women like to be told they're wonderful, and I could be the only guy that's ever told her what he thinks about her."
"That's almost noble of you."
"Almost?"
"Well, part of me thinks it's noble, the other part thinks you're kind of stupid for doing it."
"I get that a lot, actually."
"I don't doubt it."
((laughs)) "Thanks, Sara. Now I feel really good about myself."
A/N: Since I have been a very very bad updater (actually, I haven't been any sort of updater at all, as I haven't updated... anyway) I thought I'd give you some fluff. Not that I'm not enjoying it just as much as you are! Oh, the cuteness that is our Greg... 0.o
Much love, and mabny apologies for being so late with this,
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Next chapter up by next saturday! July 1st. I remember this time. :D