Room 227, Saturday Afternoon

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie's Thanksgiving break had been uneventful. She'd considered going to Montreal, but decided she could wait another month and just go for more days over Christmas. Briefly, she'd also thought about going to Seattle, but there the deciding factor had been that it was a family holiday, and she didn't want to intrude. And even more briefly, she'd entertained the idea of making Jace do something with her, but... it wasn't even her holiday. Why bother?

So, she'd spent Thanksgiving like she did most days: keeping to herself (Mr. Moxy notwithstanding) by reading, watching anime, and making sure she was all caught up on her impressive number of independent classes. She hadn't made it to any Black Friday sales, either, though she probably would have fared okay with her natural endurance. Really wasn't her thing. And things weren't that different today, either. She was sitting at her desk with her laptop open in front of her, like she'd been doing a lot the past few days. The main difference was that instead of school work or manga scanlations or anything like that, what she had on her screen was a cosmetics site whose geek cred was almost enough for her to consider wearing some make up sometimes.

It probably wouldn't, though.

[ooc: Open post and door, I am no longer going crazy with school work, yay.]

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[necroslacker]

Sam missed his girlfriend so he was rectifying that by trying to call her. He was propped up in his bed, hair askew and still clad in pajamas.

It was the way of the weekend.

[No idea if you're still awake but I don't care!]

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie picked up soon enough, since her phone was right there on the desk and all.

"Hey."

[Pretending to be awake for a few... minutes more! BUT I'LL BE AWAKE ALL DAY TOMORROW.]

[necroslacker]

"Wow, you sound so thrilled," Sam teased, smiling when he heard her voice. "Everything okay?"

[whenshewasnice]

"I sound like me." So, not much like anything. "Everything's fine. Someone's selling a lipstick called Sad Keanu."

[necroslacker]

There was one thing overriding the whole 'what the hell is a sad Keanu?' question for Sam.

"You're shopping for lipstick?"

[whenshewasnice]

He really needed to spend more time on the internet.

Natalie rolled her eyes. "No, I'm just looking at a site that sells makeup."

[necroslacker]

"I can hear you rolling your eyes," Sam told her. "Don't blame me for being surprised. You don't wear a lot of makeup. You're gorgeous without it."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie rolled her eyes again, just to spite him.

"Compliments aside, I just saw a link to this site somewhere else, and I was intrigued. It's all stuff with geek names."

[necroslacker]

"So, right up your alley, huh?" Sam asked, smirking. "You gonna buy anything?"

[whenshewasnice]

"Probably not." Shrug. "Seems a little late in the year to buy a tube of This Is Halloween."

[necroslacker]

"You could always buy something Christmas related," Sam pointed out. "Still lots of time for that, right?"

[whenshewasnice]

She wrinkled her nose, clicking around the site. "I don't think there's any Christmas stuff on here. Maybe that'll come later."

[necroslacker]

"You could always just go with classic red," Sam pointed out, sighing at that thought of that. "You'd look good in red."

[whenshewasnice]

"Did you really just sigh at that?"

She sounded amused.

"I'll take it under consideration."

[necroslacker]

"I'm just imagining your red lips," Sam told her, sighing again. "It's a very nice mental image."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie let a very brief chuckle out. "You sound quite enamored."

[necroslacker]

"You'd look good and I can't help it," Sam told her, shaking his head. "Don't rub it in. Yes, I think it'd be a good look for you."

[whenshewasnice]

"Maybe you should ask me out," Natalie teased. "Make it a s––" She almost said 'special occasion', then reconsidered. "Make it a real date, and try your luck in the makeup department, metaphorically."

[necroslacker]

"Ask you out, hmm?" That didn't sound too bad. "Hey, Natalie? Wanna go out on a date with me?"

[whenshewasnice]

"I think that's the easiest I've ever heard you ask that." Mostly because it was a long time since he'd last asked. Even if they'd gone out they hadn't really termed it as dates. "Yes, of course I do."

[necroslacker]

He smiled and sounded pleased with himself. "Maybe I've been practicing in front of a mirror. When do you wanna go out with me?"

[whenshewasnice]

"Dinner and a movie?" Natalie suggested, off the top of her head. That sounded like a "real date", right? "I don't know if that counts as a where, but still."

[necroslacker]

"I'm sure I can figure out the where with some specifics," Sam told her, smiling. "You wanna go this weekend? Next week? Sometime else?"

[whenshewasnice]

"How's your Sunday?" she replied. "Because mine is boring."

Okay, that was a lie, because she found school work and the like fascinating enough. But it was all boring compared to him.

[necroslacker]

"I'm still in bed," Sam told her. "Give you a good idea of how my weekend is shaping up? Sunday's gonna be more of the same."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie didn't sound surprised. "So do you think you might be able to get yourself out of bed by tomorrow? For my red lips."

[necroslacker]

"Are you promising that your lips are gonna be red tomorrow?" Sam countered.

[whenshewasnice]

"Not that I think it has any bearing on whether you'll go out with me, but yes," she replied, amused. "I promise."

[necroslacker]

"Then, I promise that I'll get out of bed by tomorrow and spiff myself up so I can look my best when I take you out," Sam promised.

[whenshewasnice]

"Okay," Natalie replied. No less amused, but it was all fond. "Then I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"

[necroslacker]

"You will see me tomorrow," he promised with a smile. "I love you."

[whenshewasnice]

"I love you too," she murmured. "I'll see you tomorrow. Bye."

And then she hung up.

Guess she had to go out and buy lipstick now?