[ If there is anything she has in spades, it's confidence. It rolls off her like perfume; there is no question in her mind about where she belongs. She belongs wherever the hell she pleases.
Though he can't see it, her gaze fixed on him is probably palpable. For the moment, it's rather benign -- she is sizing him up, but has not yet rendered her verdict. He's cute, in an entirely forgettable way. Reliable, ordinary profession. Then again, she pictures Wanda in her oversized cardigans and sweatpants, her low ponytails, the cabin. Even the suburban house she once showed Julie. Yeah, this lines up, honestly. He seems appropriately... low-maintenance.
Raising one hand above her head, Julie signals the barkeep for two ales, which are promptly dropped off. ]
And you can't even see the part most people remember. I'm Julie. You got here last group, right? I can't keep track of y'all anymore.
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Though he can't see it, her gaze fixed on him is probably palpable. For the moment, it's rather benign -- she is sizing him up, but has not yet rendered her verdict. He's cute, in an entirely forgettable way. Reliable, ordinary profession. Then again, she pictures Wanda in her oversized cardigans and sweatpants, her low ponytails, the cabin. Even the suburban house she once showed Julie. Yeah, this lines up, honestly. He seems appropriately... low-maintenance.
Raising one hand above her head, Julie signals the barkeep for two ales, which are promptly dropped off. ]
And you can't even see the part most people remember. I'm Julie. You got here last group, right? I can't keep track of y'all anymore.