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Wired, New Gotham, Monday
No classes on Monday meant Dinah could follow up and apply for internships. Some in person, some online, a couple over the phone. Two of them looked promising but were going to have to get back to her in a week or so, after the background checks were done.

So, coffee time at Wired, with her laptop open surfing for more possibilities. And avoiding her history of incarceration paper. She sent out a text: Bored and caffeinated and jobless. How are you guys doing?

[open for phone calls, texts, or IM chat]

"Not the point." Which, what was the point? Oh... right. "Which was, uh." Dinah blew out a breath. "I didn't want you to think I was just trying to use you. I mean, I was messed up, but I wasn't that messed up."

"I didn't think you were trying to do anything." That required more intention and forethought than he'd thought the moment had.

"Yeah, I was just kinda... mega-glomping with smoochies, wasn't I." Dinah rubbed her forehead. "Good, 'cause. I wouldn't do that to you. Glad you know it." Saying I love you right now wasn't the easy thing it used to be. "I guess. What I'm trying to say. Is." Breath. "I kinda had. Have, sometimes. A crush on you."

There. Right. She could hang up and run away from her phone now, right?

Priestly opened and closed his mouth a few times. He looked at Stevesie, who was trying to eat his bootlace. Stevesie . . . had no advice. He opened and closed his mouth a time or two again.

"Okay."

"Okay?" Dinah had been anticipating denials or objections on Priestly's part, so this was better. Although it left her at loose ends. What would she want to know, in his shoes? Why had she told him, again? "So, yeah. Um. Which, you know. Not the same as wanting to date you, just... wanted to explain that. A bit."

Priestly had absolutely no idea what to say to that. "Good to know." He really had to say something with substance at some point.

Stevesie still wasn't helping.

"You know someone, somewhere, just won a pool on us or something, right?"

Dinah giggle-snorted into her chai, and said, "Yeah. Probably Momo. Or Jaime, since he had inside info." She grinned, then hesitantly asked, "Should I not have said anything?" Was repression better? Maybe it was better. There was chocolate and chai, and repression. Those were manageable things, right?

"Hey, I am always a fan of communication," Priestly said. "Just. . . ." He bit his lip. "You know I'm not there, right? I mean, I'm not going to say never, and I absolutely love you, but." But he didn't kiss back. "It's not where I'm at."

"I know." And it stung, it did, but it was a relief, too. A huge one. "That's... kinda why I wanted to tell you this. To hear you say that. So I wasn't, you know. Imagining things." A surge of affection made her smile. "Sometimes, this is gonna sound so weird but. It's maybe, just enough, sometimes? To know I can feel something. Does that make sense?"

"Absolutely. And you are more than welcome to crush on me. I promise not to tease you with random mental images of me all oily from cooking wearing only my kilt."

Mean, Priestly.

Which had Dinah hooting with laughter, even if the ache wasn't quite gone yet. "Fine. Then I've got no compunction about sending you pix of me in that satin lingerie you got me. Since you're not 'there' and all."

Take that, meanie.

"Hey, I don't have to be crushing on a beautiful woman to like lookin' at her."

"Yeah, yeah." Just for that, she really was going to do it. Why the heck not? Sometime when he wasn't expecting it. "...although now I'm thinking about it and worrying about cooking burns if you're working only in your kilt, dude."

"Makin' a salad. No hot oil required."

"Be still, my heart," Dinah said, only half as mocking as she'd like it to be. "Because your salad-making skills are the best in the biz."

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