startraveller776 asked: I'm going to make a request [insert maniacal laughter here]: Lokane #40 [exes meeting again after not speaking for years au]
200 count drabble courtesy of tumblr numbered AU prompt list. Embrace ALL the tropes!
He sees her first, which gives him just enough time — barely — to hide the fact that he's having a heart attack.
She shouldn't even be on this continent, for God's sake, let alone this country, let alone this city, let alone the only café where he's been able to find anything resembling a decent cup of tea. She's not real anymore; she became his very own Ghost of Christmas Past long ago, haunting him when he drinks too much or makes the mistake of taking a call from his brother. She's a shadow, now. She's a shade. She's a story.
She's eating quiche and browsing a scientific journal.
There is only one reasonable course of action. Loki orders his tea, purchases a newspaper, and takes the empty seat across from Jane Foster as though this is the culmination of some intricate scheme. "Good morning," he says. "Lovely weather."
It takes her a moment to recover.
As soon as she does, she throws her coffee in his face and storms out.
Given that the last time they'd seen each other she'd punched him so hard it loosened one of his back molars, this actually constitutes an improvement.
But not by much.