Starbucks and Sarcasm

[Morigan]

While she was reading she pointed to the pictures on the desk. "You can look through those, if you want. It's from when Cory and I were first dating...we were pretty happy then."

 

[Matreania]

Dylan got up and looked through the box. She did look happy. Her smiled were wide and her eyes glowed. It was attractive, to say the least. Dylan went through each picture slowly, he didn't understand how this turned into anything bad. But what he didn't understand the most was how...he shock the thought out of his mind. "Mind if I alter the pictures a bit?" he asked her.

 

[Morigan]

"Alter them how?" she asked curiously. She watched his profile while he searched through the box...she found herself thinking very non-academic thoughts and quickly pushed them out of her mind.

 

[Matreania]

Dylan turned the picture in his hand to her, "Since it's your point of view, I don't really need to focus on him. I just want to rip them apart." He said, as he ripped the guy out, "That way I only focus on the girl's...I mean, the way you felt. Since he isn't part of the picture."

 

[Morigan]

"Oh, uh sure. What do you want to know specifically?" she twisted her hair around her finger nervously. "I mean, Cory, that guy, is definitely not part of my life anymore."

 

[Matreania]

Dylan grinned, "That's what I was thinking. If he was, you could always just retake the picture." Dylan stated, before turning back to the box. He started going through a few more, ripping the guy out of the pictures as he went along. "I'll throw them away, when I'm done looking at the pictures." He stated, without looking back. He didn't understand it, but he actually was glad she let him rip the guy out. Then for a faint moment, the back of his mind said, he was jealous. He shock that notion away, jealous of what? It wasn't like it was her boyfriend, or that he had any feelings for her. She was helping him and that was all there was between them.

 

[Morigan]

"Yeah that's fine. I was just thinking about burning that whole box once you're done anyway." She stood up and looked around Dylan's shoulder at the pictures he was taking. "Stupid Cory...jerk face," she mumbled as she saw his smiling face in picture after picture.

 

[Matreania]

Dylan smirked, handing her a picture he hadn't ripped, "Want to help? I hear it's therapeutic." He suggested.

 

[Morigan]

She smiled a real smile and took the offered picture. She ripped it in half and tossed the pieces aside. "Hmm, that does feel better. You know, maybe you have the right idea after all...no dating, do drama, no emotions..."

 

[Matreania]

Dylan grinned, "I'm not sure if you could handle the Position." Dylan teased, "There are a lot of serious avoidance. For some reason, people find the unemotional part attractive."

 

[Morigan]

"Did you ever consider it's you they find attractive?" she said before she could stop herself. She immediately turned bright red and stepped away from him. "Uh, I mean...I'm going to go grab a soda from the machine down the hall. Be back in a minute," she dashed out the door, completely embarrassed.


"God, I can't believe those words came out of my mouth..." she muttered to herself. She leaned her forehead against the cool glass of the machine.

 

[Matreania]

Dylan was shocked by what Melanie said, his head tilted as she blushed and ran out the door. He wasn't sure what she meant, but it being him they were attractive to. He sighed, as he started to go back through the pictures, his mind keep going back to that. He grinned at the thought that she actually said that, but he quickly shock it away. He sighed, going to his bag, he took out the file for the child and started to go through it again. Maybe while she was gone, he could figure something out, it was the best solution to his thought issue.

 

[Morigan]

She lingered in the hallway, eventually pressing buttons on the vending machine. A soda dropped out and she snatched it up, before deciding to get one for Dylan as well. By now her face had returned to it's normal color so she decided to just pretend like the whole thing had never happened.


She walked in and saw him looking through a file. "Here, I got you a soda," she said holding the can out to him. "What's that you're reading?"

 

[Matreania]

Dylan looked up, and took the soda, "Thanks." he said, but just left it unopened, beside his feet. "They brought in a kid yesterday with high glucose and we lowered it, but not enough for a boy his age." He explained, before letting out a deep annoying sigh and closing the file, "I just don't get it. The doctor ordered some additional tests, but I still think we are missing something." He looked up to her, "Sorry, I just figured since you left, I'd look it over real quick."

 

[Morigan]

"No, no go ahead," she shooed him back to his reading. "That's more important than this paper," she said. She moved to flop onto her bed. "I can wait while you do that," she leaned over and snatched a magazine off her shelf and began to flip through it.

 

[Matreania]

Dylan grinned, "I've actually been looking through it for a few hours already." He smiled, as he put the file, "Besides I can look through it tonight at work." He sighed, leaning back on the chair, "Honestly I think this paper is harder then figuring the case out. We already have him stable enough that his life isn't in danger." Dylan assured her, "How did my paper come out?"

 

[Morigan]

She leaned up on her elbows, laying the magazine aside. "Okay, well- it is a big improvement from where we started. I think you're better at the emotions thing than you think are, honestly." She looked at him curiously. "Did the pictures help?"

 

[Matreania]

"They seemed like frozen moments, but I think knowing the stories behind them would help." Dylan stated, getting up and going back to the box. He picked it up, and decided to seat beside her, on the bed. "Like this one, where were you and what were you doing?" Dylan asked, as he showed her a picture.

 

[Morigan]

"That was a group date, before we were 'officially' dating," she said, folding her legs up under her on the bed as Dylan sat beside her. "We were at a cafe, both still flirting with each other, pretty sure we liked each other but no one had said it out loud yet. It's the feeling of anticipation, hope...and attraction that hasn't been acted on yet."

 

[Matreania]

Dylan reached for his bag and took out his notebook and a pencil, "Okay." he said, as he wrote it down, then grabbed another one, "And that one?" he asked.

 

[Morigan]

"Um, first time meeting my parents. At my house, we'd been together for about a month. I was just starting to think that maybe I was actually 'in love' for real..." she sighed and trailed off. "I was, but he wasn't."

 

[Matreania]

Dylan looked at her for a moment and closed the box. "Maybe we shouldn't do his all at once. If we put them in order, we can go through them every few days. I'm sure only a few stories will work." Dylan assured her, "I'll take the box with me, that way you don't have to have it out." Dylan said, as he put the box in his bag. He wasn't sure if he wanted to take the pictures to help her or because it annoyed him that she still had them.

 

[Morigan]

"Oh, okay. Do you need to go already?" she asked, a bit disappointed. She knew that as soon as they finished his projects she wouldn't see him anymore, so she felt the need to drag out their meetings for some reason.

 

[Matreania]

Dylan smiled, "No. I just don't want to cause you to be uncomfortable longer then you should." He leaned back, "I have time to kill, if you want to just hang out?"

 

[Morigan]

"Um, yeah, if you want," she rested back on her arms again on the bed. "What do you want to do?"