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So. Priestly had a date with Claudia this evening. An actual date. With kissing. And no extra people.

He wasn't freaking out. The way he was throwing all his clothes on his bed and wailing about not having anything to wear and comparing the various benefits of his blue "free sample" t-shirt with his yellow "lesbian" t-shirt and his hair was sticking up with far less direction than usual had absolutely nothing to do with freaking out.

Okay, so the flopping down on the floor with a shell-shocked look, surrounded by t-shirts, hair dye, and CDs for making her mix tape might have had something to do with freaking out. But only a little.

[ooc: Door and post are open, yo]

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6/2/09 19:25 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com
"It's --" Claire was trying to decide. "I like it, it would make me smile but I don't know if it's a date thing. What are you guys doing?"

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6/2/09 19:31 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com
"But, it's Claudia," Claire pointed out, because Claudia struck her as the theme type. "Wear that. Maybe with a long-sleeved shirt under it 'cause it's February."

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6/2/09 19:43 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com
"Do your hair red," Claire suggested. "I don't know about the kilt. Kilt over jeans is kinda ...." she made a face. "But it's so a you thing. Does she like it?"

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6/2/09 19:47 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com
Claire giggled. "Oh, god, that's what not to wear. A button-down shirt, your hair combed down, and fucking khakis."
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6/2/09 19:57 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com
Mix tapes were serious business, and Claire's attention shifted to that.

"Oh, man, I made one for Cal for Christmas," Claire mentioned, raising her eyebrows. "It was hard 'cause he's from '76 so he knew, like, nothing, and I didn't want anything that's all, hi, I wanna jump your bones or hi, I wanna marry you and have 15 kids, and that's like half the songs I could think of."

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6/2/09 20:06 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com
"That's awesome." Claire was impressed. "Mine was like ... Nirvana, Weezer, Sleater-Kinney, Joni Mitchell. But I'm from '02, so it kinda sucked for the last five years."
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6/2/09 20:11 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com
"And it feels weird to get caught up when I know I'm going home in a couple months," Claire added. "Like, music spoilers."

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6/2/09 20:15 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com
Claire nodded. "Yeah, in May. You have another year, right?"

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6/2/09 20:23 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com
Claire snorted. "Heh, did they think this was like, a blazer and tie kind of place? Because ... so not what's going on here," she said, before remembering the subject at hand. "And, date. Are you guys having dinner or just the movie?"

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6/2/09 20:31 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com
"I think you can just have a granola bar so you aren't starving and then make it up as you go along," Claire said. "Or ask her when you pick her up."

Because he was picking her up, right?

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6/2/09 20:35 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com
"Yeah?" Claire's surprised smile lit up her face. "I was just bored. And insanely flattered you're taking my advice."

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6/2/09 20:40 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com
Claire snickered. "You? I so, so, so cannot picture that." She frowned. "You must have looked exactly like radio guy."

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