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[didorothy]

[Suffering severe trauma leads to taking an holiday. Taking an holiday leads to intense boredom. And intense boredom leads to the Dark Side Sam Tyler in a waist apron]

Fumie, we're having pasta alla carbonara tonight.

And, uh, if anyone else is hungry... I have a lot of spare time right now. [muttered] Can't believe the satellite and the internet went out at the same time...

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[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[rubs the back of his neck] Not lately, no. Not for a very long time, really. Being best enemies does make dates hard, you know. [he's joking a bit now, too]

[didorothy]

When was the last time one of you asked the other out? And I mean actually asked the other out. Not all that battling each other for space and time, locking each other up for company, but a proper, "Hey, wanna go out for Indian tonight?"

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I suppose recently doesn't count because he's been with me by, erm, force. Well, uhm...not for a very long time, no.

[didorothy]

And you wonder why you have relationship issues.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[snorts] Good at dating advice, eh?

[didorothy]

If that's advice to you, you're worse than I'd feared.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Erm, well. I haven't exactly...it's not my...Well, I usually have more important things to think about. Saving the universe and all that.

[didorothy]

Maybe he wouldn't be such a threat to the universe if he got a good shag every once in a while

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[stares at him] I think while he was ruling Earth, he got plenty of that, actually.

[didorothy]

I don't want the details.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

No, you really don't. Wise choice.