[ It's funny that Steve is already offering to go again. But it's a good sign. They're friends. Friendly. Whatever. Doesn't matter. This isn't a bad thing. ]
Yeah, yeah.
[ His fingers drum the roof of Steve's car, idly. ]
See ya.
[ And he closes the door, taking a couple of steps backwards, toward his own car sitting further along the parking lot. ]
[ He leans back, watching Jonathan quietly to make sure he makes it to his car and no demodogs or other upside-down garbage rise out from the parking lot and attack him. Once he's satisfied — which doesn't take long, thanks to his nerves — he starts his car, letting out a shakey breath, and pulls out of the lot. It's fine. They're good. ]
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Date: 2019-07-26 07:47 pm (UTC)Yeah, yeah.
[ His fingers drum the roof of Steve's car, idly. ]
See ya.
[ And he closes the door, taking a couple of steps backwards, toward his own car sitting further along the parking lot. ]
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Date: 2019-07-26 07:51 pm (UTC)[ He leans back, watching Jonathan quietly to make sure he makes it to his car and no demodogs or other upside-down garbage rise out from the parking lot and attack him. Once he's satisfied — which doesn't take long, thanks to his nerves — he starts his car, letting out a shakey breath, and pulls out of the lot. It's fine. They're good. ]