Fly Away to a Cafe

[halfbread]

Who: Everyone who wants in!
What: The V-Day Café! (Yes, that's what we're going with, no, you can't make WWII jokes.)
Where: The Big House
When: Valentine's Day, mostly evening but various times
Warnings: I have no freakin' clue, it's probably going to depend on individual threads

At 6:00 sharp, the doors are officially open on the first ever Camp Half-Blood Valentine's Day Café. The two biggest rooms on the first floor of the Big House have been turned into dining rooms, one decorated in a much more traditionally "romantic" oeuvre for couples and the second into a relaxing place to hang out just among friends. Both rooms are serving the same menu, and both have a good number of tables set up to accomodate visitors. As people finish eating, the waiters and waitresses will roll around a dessert cart for people to make selections from. Enjolras will be incredibly reluctantly providing serenades in the romantic dining room with some assistance from Cosette, while Chiron's boombox has been borrowed and tuned to the local pop station for the casual dining room. Have fun, everyone!

Comments

[ospreyed]

"Maybe you wouldn't, but I would." She grins over the table. "Good. 'cause when you let your guard down, that's when I strike." With... whatever. Like being mean or something.

Damn it, this dating thing is hard.

[wordtechgodhood]

"That's fighting talk," he teases, running his thumb over her knuckles. Dave doesn't think she's doing too badly, but what does he know, anyway.

"I'd ask if you've got the stones to back it up but, uh. I know you do."

[ospreyed]

"Damn straight."

Eponine presses her lips together, glancing down at her plate. "Dave... Thank you."

[wordtechgodhood]

"Huh?" Blink blink. He tips his head down to try and catch her eye.

"What are you thanking me for?"

[ospreyed]

"A lot of things. Putting up with me, mostly. I'm a fucking handful with about five tons of baggage to go along side. It just means a lot to me, that you see past it and care about me. I'm not used to people actually, y'know. caring."

[wordtechgodhood]

"Y'no," Dave says, drawling out the end vowel as he continues stroking his thumb over the back of her hand.

"There's more people to care about you than you want to let yourself think. You just gotta let them."

[ospreyed]

"Why? They're all going to leave eventually. You, too, Dave. But I'm trying not to think about that. I'm trying to just enjoy this. Being with you. You're the first guy who has ever actually appreciated me. As me. It's weird."

[wordtechgodhood]

"Don't think about it bein' weird." Dave flashes her a cheeky half-smile but there's a hint of nerves around the edges. He's still feeling this out as much as she is.

"And I'm not gonna leave you, okay? Not if I can help it."

[ospreyed]

"Well it's weird to me. Is that better?" She's smiling as she says it, squeezing his hand.

"Thank you. I don't want you to. I like you. A lot. And it's stupid how much."

[wordtechgodhood]

"It'll do," he shoots back with a smirk. He'll get there with you in the end, Eponine, just you watch.

"And hey, what's stupid about it? There's a lot about me to like, y'no."

[ospreyed]

"So cocky," Eponine shook her head. "Luckily that's how I like 'em. I'm pretty glad you're my first real boyfriend."