The Empty Apartment

[Winters]

For Another Time

"Yes, I am. I'm just...trying to change the......subject...and doing a horrible job at it."

"..I-I d-dunno a-about th-that.."

A little smile was on Jonathan's face right now, y'see..

"It's very yummy! ...The food."

The smile widened a little bit. So maybe his idea wouldn't come crashing down around him completely, after all.. So, he resumed eating a little bit. In particular, forking another dumpling. Delicious, delicious.. a little bit of spatzle.. ja. And with that, he took a few swigs of Spezi, and he was done. By about that time, Jenna had also finished, it seemed.

"We'll have to do this again sometime. Maybe at my place?"

"..Ja... t-that s-sounds n-nice.." while, seeing her take the initiative on the napkin, took to it himself.

"If your willing."

Oh....? Now, just what are you trying to say, Jenna? Quietly, he resumed his reserved face, not to show displeasure, but, to show.. interest?

"Thrush can come to if you'd like!"

...

A little smile took place on Jonathan's face.

"..P-Perhaps..."

..Not like I have a choice...

Looking down at his plate, he saw it was cleaned up of it's load of food. Hehe. Nodding quietly to excuse himself, he walked off to the sink with his dishes, utensils, and cup, holding his can of spezi in his mouth, as he slowly began to attack the filth off of the dishes.

Maybe. Maybe.

But for another time...

[Jenna Scorn]

"..Ja... t-that s-sounds n-nice.."

She smiled softly to herself as she lowered her eyes to her plate of food. Scooping up a bit of the meal upon her fork and looking at it for a slight moment.

"Yes, it does."

Bringing the food to her mouth now, and then letting the fork gently rest against the plate as she chewed it. Reaching for her napkin and dabbing at her face again.


"..P-Perhaps..."

another smile as her eyes traced him, fallowing him as he moved from the table. She'd take one last bite of her food before standing, taking her cup in her hand and making her way over to the sink.

"Like I said before...Would you like some help?"

She couldn't help it.
She wanted to help him, to be in his presence.
Even if Johnathan couldn't feel the sort of feelings Calamity was looking for...even if he didn't love her..or couldn't.
She'd always savor this moment.

"Ya know..."

She'd only met him the other day.
But she couldn't forget about him.
And the little time they had already spent together.

"Thrush....he isn't so bad."

A small smirk as she'd move next to him.

[Winters]

Jonathan Winters: Foreboding

"Like I said before...Would you like some help?"

A little nod. Yes, actually. "Ja."

"Ya know..." Quickly washing out his dishes, he looked at her. Ja? ...She moved closer to him.

"Thrush....he isn't so bad."

A plate crashed to the sink, shattering.

"..HAhahahahahahahahahahahahaha...!"

Jonathan was.. hunched over the sink. Laughing, but letting it die down slowly.. Before relaxing backwards, leaning back, as he took in a precious breath of air. "..Ja... z-zat i-is t-true t-to a-an e-extent..." Besides. Who do you think is truly in control, eh? A little smile. But his eyes were cold. He hadn't heard anything THAT funny in a while. But, he let her move close to the sink. And at any rate, he had to get to sleep sometime soon...

"..V-Vell a-almost t-time f-for m-me t-to h-hit z-ze s-sack.. ja?"

Cleaning up the shattered plates, no complaints, but, as the hair went over his face, the smile widened for a moment.. very frighteningly wide, with the teeth shining, before returning to a much more subtle laugh.

Odd occurence of events.. that didn't happen normally..

Will have to check on "Thrush", soon.

[Jenna Scorn]

Calamity reached for a rag, now readying herself to help Johnathan.


But...

The sudden sound of glass breaking, crumbling within the sink had made her jump. But only slightly. And now she was recovering from her tiny heart attack. Narrowing her brows and inspecting Winters within the crook of her eye.

"..HAhahahahahahahahahahahahaha...!"

Now, resting her eyes on his frame. Licking her lower lip as she stepped beside him, watching him closely. She saw the cheeks of his face tightening, what was that? A smile? Some sort of smile.

Now, letting her eyes circle from side to side.

"..V-Vell a-almost t-time f-for m-me t-to h-hit z-ze s-sack.. ja?"

Her eyes found him, and now narrowing upon him as her lips pressed together.

Swallowing.

Letting a breath of air escape through her mouth and letting the rag drop onto the counter.


".........Hai."

Now she turned, heading towards the chair to grab her coat.

[Winters]

Apologetic Good-Byes

".........Hai."

For a bit, Jonathan stood there, by the sink, quiet. Aye, lost in his own thoughts again. Ja, that was how it always was. And of course, he ended up saying something that came off sounding selfish, because, simply put, it was a selfish thing to say. ...But, live by yourself for a bit, mentally, physically... well, let's just say it's not the best way to train your own manners.

Jenna was heading for the door. Taking her plates as well, he let the sink run slightly underneath it, as he just stood there, by the sink. Sigh. He was.. not going about this in such a graceful manner, was he? ..Did he insult her? Oh, most definetely. He'd just shut her off, after all. And this was proof. He was a by himself for a long time. Took care of himself, thought for himself. Yes, a touch bit selfish. Little cooperation. Something he'd need to work on.

..Walking quickly out of the kitchen, after her, a left hand went over to her left shoulder, first a bit harshly, as he was still trying to catch up to her, but gripped onto it very gently.

"..I-I'm... s-sorry f-for th-the t-terrible e-evening.. I-I've g-got n-no e-excuses f-for m-my m-manners, t-tonight.."

And it was the truth. He smiled to himself a bit. In his mind. But, he knew this would haunt him, someday..

[Jenna Scorn]

Snatching up her coat off the back of the chair, clutching it tightly within her hand. Almost as if she let go of that jacket, she'd lose her everything.

But what would that be?
Considering...she had nothing.
Just one friend...so far.

And look...
that had gotten her nothing.

But how could she think like that?
Something inside of her screamed.


I haven't asked for much.
Just...
Somebody to be good to me.


She felt his fingers digging into the bare flesh of her shoulder and she'd almost wanted to tear away from him.
Her free hand tingled, shook.
And now that same free hand clenched and unclenched.

Thoughts of snapping out against his wrist, turning.
Twisting.

Breaking his wrist, or at least attempting.

"..I-I'm... s-sorry f-for th-the t-terrible e-evening.. I-I've g-got n-no e-excuses f-for m-my m-manners, t-tonight.."


Tonight?

Butterflies fluttered, scattered in her lower belly at the sound of his voice.
those blue eyes found his, almost glaring at him.

Swallowing.

In spite of those nervous butterflies within her lower belly she almost spat on him.

Fuck you butterflies....fuck you!!!!!!!!!
He's a jerk!

Now, that free hand almost raised to push him away.
She wanted to punch him.


I SHOULD PUNCH YOU.
FUCKING KILL YOU.


YOU....YOU....YOU NAZI!!!!!!

Silence passed between them, but why?
She was silent.
Hoping he'd come up with something better, or worse.

Are you leading me on?

She hoped he was rude, so she could attack him.
Rip off the flesh of his face.

But he said nothing else.


"..Ich... liebe sie."

Her free hand raised now, softly placing itself against Johnathan's face. Stepping into him, tilting her head upwards as that free hand now let a single index finger graze his lower lip.

"Thanks for dinner...Johnathan."

[Winters]

"Your Welcome"

"Thanks for dinner...Johnathan."

She was moving in on him. Close to him. Her finger at his lips, making him shiver slightly. Eyes closed for a bit, but opened slightly, to look back at her. He'd let his hormones get the best of him before. Fool himself once? Shame on him. Fool himself twice? Shame on him. And he didn't like shame, didn't like making the same stupid mistakes over and over again.

Today was a good lesson for him.

Left hand caught hold of her fingers, and held it away. But he was smiling a little. He'd made his statement, earlier. Didn't like to retract what he said. Wanted to show a little bit of integrity. ...

...Quietly, he moved his head beneath her head, nuzzling her chin slightly, with the top of his head, his hair. And then.. pulled back. Nodding. "..Y-Your w-welcome... a-and s-sorry a-again.."

And with that, he pulled back, by a single step. Not ready, not yet, not ready for anything yet..

First... there was the plan, the problem he had to tend to..

[Jenna Scorn]

When he caught her hand, those teeth of her's clamped together. Gritting, almost like a rabid dog, she was about to rip her hand from his when he drew himself near.

Eyes slightly widened, her mouth opening to speak but no words would flow. His head found her, and he nuzzled in place. Her arms ached, ached to close in on his frame, to return the feelings.

But she did not.

She stayed in place.

"..Y-Your w-welcome... a-and s-sorry a-again.."

He backed away, and she stood.
standing.

Tilting her head to the side, her tongue rolling against the inside of her lower lip.

"Don't worry..."

I'm used to it.

"I'm sure you have some good reason."

Stepping back, her free hand giving a gentle wave at Johnathan and turning on her heels.

Fingers finding the door knob and turning.

[Winters]

OOC: >_> Figured this needed a bit of closure, the ending not 'quite' there.. Nothing amazing.. just... to the point.

...Gnawing On The End Of A Pencil's Eraser.

"I'm sure you have some good reason."

"...I-I a-at l-least h-hope I-I d-do.."

Waving back to her... he'd watch her as she'd probably go out the door.. and then... would go walk inside the kitchen, to continue cleaning.

...Before shuddering, keeling over it, vomit, and then, go to bed.

Last thoughts on my mind?

"...Schreckliche Nacht heute Abend..."