[The thing is, he'd been so goddamn insistent that whatever they did couldn't be any kind of binding ceremony that she - not getting whatever distinction it is he draws between binding and commitment, seeing them as the same thing - figures the deed's as done as it was ever going to be. The party isn't the event, it's just something that followed after. Would she have liked to do something quiet and small, just the three of them? Yes. Did she have any hope, after how violently he'd reacted to her questions, that something like that was ever going to happen? Hell no.
So what he gets in response to his questions and the resentment in his voice is just a slightly peevish]
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So what he gets in response to his questions and the resentment in his voice is just a slightly peevish]
Yeah.
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Just a party.
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who cares it's good.]
Tonight! I don't think he's big on planning in advance.
[if only she knew]
So you're gonna come, right? And you're gonna at least try to have fun?
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[NEDSQUAWK, meaning: TONIGHT?!]
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...plus I just like it.
[Actual c: voice right now.]
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[Because he was totally gonna wear the jumpsuit.]
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our bed.
[Can you hear her grinning, Ned?]
I'll come back when I'm done and we can head in together, okay?
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[Can she imagine him saying that and covering his mouth, because that's what's happening.]
Okay.