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Graeme Dorny ([info]graeme_cracker) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2008-01-21 04:56:00


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Current mood: nervous
Entry tags:graeme dorny, joy mclaggen

Joy
Graeme sat at the table in the small coffee shop with his hands around his mug, staring down into the tawny colored liquid as he stirred it with his spoon, watching it spin like a whirlpool. He probably hadn't stopped stirring since he had gotten his drink. It was already his second cup of coffee, because he had gotten there so early. It wasn't like he had forgotten what time he was supposed to meet her or anything, but he just wanted to be ready. He felt like he was getting ready to go into some sort of audition or something, where he needed to memorize his lines and repeat them back just so or else he wouldn't get the part. He just wanted to make things right with her, and he knew that he had a tendancy to say the wrong things, and do the wrong things when it came to Joy, so...he wanted to make sure he knew what he wanted to say to her before he just went rambling on like he usually did. That never ended well.

He brought the cup up to his lips and tilted it back to get a sip, looking over the rim of the mug to catch site of the blonde who was walking through the door, making the little bell jingle to let the waitress know someone else was here and they needed to be seated. God, he hated that little bell...the Diner used to have one before he 'accidently' broke it after the 4th day. 

He swallowed the warm liquid and shifted in his seat before he rose to his feet, waiting for her to make her way over to him. His fingers fidgeted at his side before he just slid them into his jeans, his mouth curving into a small and somewhat nervous smirk as he looked down at her once she was at the table. "Hi. Uh, I...here." He pulled out her seat and had her get situated before he took a seat of his own at the other side. He hadn't seen her in so long. The last time he had actually seen her, she was in a hospital bed right after giving birth. "So...you look good. Not that you didn't before, but it's a new kind of good...or, well, an old kind of good maybe because the other good was kind of the new kind, but...you look good." He mentally kicked himself and took a sip of his coffee. 

Oh, after that he was really glad that he had rehearsed the important stuff.


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[info]almondjoy
2008-01-23 11:45 pm UTC (link)
Joy had to lean forward and narrow her eyes as she tried to dissect Graeme's whole verbose, insanely rambled speech. If it hadn't been for the fact that she'd known him so long and had gotten used to the way he went on like he was now, she wouldn't have caught a single word--but as it were, Joy knew Graeme Dorny inside and out.

Whether she bloody liked it and wanted to admit it or not.

Her lips remained tightly pursed even as he finished, for once not allowing herself to betray any of the emotion that she was feeling. And she was feeling a lot of emotion at his words, but not the kind that she thought she would be. What surprised Joy the most was that she wasn't welling up and crying when he talked about his continued seeing of Giada, although when she looked at it really... she shouldn't have been. Honestly, Joy didn't even give a shit about what Graeme did with Giada any more, and the only reason she was mad was because he had handled it like an idiot. But still, she didn't care that he had a girlfriend like she did at first. Within the past couple months, Finn had been distracting her enough that she was just... over it. She didn't need Graeme to herself to keep happy--all her feelings had been invested in someone else, and thank Merlin.

Take that back. No feelings had been invested. They'd... disappared or something, but definitely hadn't been invested. Not in Finn, especially.

Joy ran a hand through her hair and sighed, finally showing an inkling of being something other than the woman on the warpath. She looked at Graeme for a long moment, then shook her head, dropping her hand back down to the table. "Look," she said, her voice surprisingly calm. "I want to thank you for apologizing for being an idiot. I accept it, and there's really nothing I can tell myself to help myself continue to be angry at you. The whole thing with you and Giada, from the being with her to the way you handled telling me... I'm over it. I'm sorry for how this is going to come out, but there's so much more to my life now than you. It's important to me that you're in it, but I'm not going to stay tied up on you--I don't have to let myself stay tied up on you, and I've been shown that. Our relationship was over a long, long time ago and, well... I totally accept that now. And on those grounds, I've got no reason to keep being upset with you." Tentatively, she offered up a smile. "So, what do you say... this goes behind us?"

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