Rogue and Carol - Dom and Cordelia's coffee place!

[misscaroldanvers]

The cute girl with the cute gator stories was Carol's new favorite person (sorry Vic) and she was the only person keeping Carol remotely sane. They had formed a quick, easy bond in the couple of weeks since they'd met, and while Carol still wasn't sure if Rogue 'took after her moms', to phrase it delicately, Carol was like, drunk in her crush.

So when she invited Rogue for coffee in the late afternoon, it was a friend thing, but it also sort of wasn't; every minute felt like a date because Carol just wanted to kiss Rogue all the time. So she was sitting with her coffee and a gigantic cookie, and she was going to read a book and wait for Rogue, but the words had absolutely no meaning. So instead Carol looked at the cute blonde barista, and looked at the door to see if Rogue was coming in, and at the door again, and at the door again, and... well, you get the picture.

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[misscaroldanvers]

"I mean, that was the right choice, but I am now cookie-less. But I guess you're worth it." She grinned.

"You don't seem like the skyscrapers type. Like, at all."

[miss_issippi]

"Never offer a Southerner something. We're honor-bound to take it," she replied shamelessly. Southern hospitality was serious business. Of course Rogue had no problem offending people when it suited her, but she wasn't about to turn down a cookie. Her cookie now! "And you are very right." Whether she meant about being worth it or not being the skyscrapers type, well, she'd leave it open to interpretation.

[misscaroldanvers]

"I have no hospitality," Carol countered merrily. "I'm a bad host. I forget my manners. I don't know why people like me."

[miss_issippi]

"People like you?" Rogue teased because it was obvious that she, at least, like Carol.

[misscaroldanvers]

Carol burst into laughter. "Like, this one person. Maybe three people if I'm lucky."

[miss_issippi]

"Imaginary friends don't count!" She turned to the empty space next to her. "Sorry, Bubba."

[misscaroldanvers]

"Who told you about her?!" Yes, Bubba could be a her!

[miss_issippi]

"Bubba can't be your imaginary friend, she's my imaginary friend!" Fighting words, those.

[misscaroldanvers]

"She can have two friends, you don't own her!" It was hard not to laugh.

[miss_issippi]

Rogue put her fist down on the middle of the table, thumb up. "Fight you for her. Whoever wins thumb war gets to keep Bubba." She nodded solemnly. And okay, it was possibly a bad idea to be instigating skin-to-skin contact, but how long did thumb wars really last, anyway? Not long enough to do any damage.

[misscaroldanvers]

Like Carol was going to say no to a thumb war. She slammed down her hand, grinning. "You are so on."

[miss_issippi]

Rogue pulled back on her powers as she curled their fingers together and started to count. "One, two, three, four..."

[misscaroldanvers]

"I declare a thumb war," Carol finished, adding a Southern spin on the pronunciation of 'declare.' Carol had always been pretty strong; she figured she'd win.

[miss_issippi]

Rogue figured Carol would win, too, though she made a good effort. As it went on, though, she could feel herself getting stronger rather than tired. Not good. Putting all her focus into keeping her powers in check, it wasn't hard for Carol to find an opening to win.

[misscaroldanvers]

And win Carol did, triumphant, delighted. It wasn't that winning was everything, except it kinda was. "Yes! Take that, Rogue! She's mine!"

[miss_issippi]

"I'll miss you, Bubba," she said sadly, pretending to wipe a tear from the corner of her eye so she had an excuse to pull her hand back.

[misscaroldanvers]

Aw. No more Rogue hand. "I'll let you visit. Sometimes."

[miss_issippi]

Rogue smiled at that. "Aren't you sweet."

[misscaroldanvers]

"I'm sweet enough!" Maybe not sweet enough for Rogue! But sweet enough.

[miss_issippi]

She leaned forward, both forearms on the table. "The sweetest, sugar."

[misscaroldanvers]

Maybe she was sweet enough after all. She flushed happily and reached forward to touch Rogue's arm, flirtatious.

[miss_issippi]

Her arm was covered, so it was safe. Rogue could let herself enjoy that little bit of touch.

[misscaroldanvers]

Emboldened, Carol kept her hand there, trying to make it seem casual. "I wonder what other secrets you have. Or is Bubba the only one?"

[miss_issippi]

"I'm full of secrets, but I won't stop you from trying to find them out," Rogue answered. Shared secrets were the best kind.

[misscaroldanvers]

"Full of secrets, huh?" Carol was intrigued by both the promise of secrets and Rogue's willingness to let Carol near them. Okay, maybe the vibes were going both ways. "Are you curious if I have any secrets?"