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houseofcards_rp2012-05-31 04:08 pm
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Never his decision to make
He's not liquored up, but Monty has downed a whiskey or two. Call it liquid courage, call it self-medication, but he's definitely at the Four Suits trying to figure out how the hell he got himself into this mess with Blythe when all he'd wanted to do from the beginning was spare her a broken heart. Strike that. He didn't break it, just tossed it on the ground and stomped all over it. Damned if he ain't three kinds of SOB. Blythe's a fine woman. She deserves a better man than him. And he's an arrogant SOB, too, 'cause that never was his decision to make. That choice belonged to Blythe.
His track record with women is lousy. He keeps it simple. He keeps it easy. No strings. No hard feelings. Fun and laughter and both happy to see each others back when it's time to go. Blythe isn't like that. Truth be told, once he'd realized Blythe was crushing on him he'd pulled back and friend zoned her quicker than a duck jumps on a June bug. His own attraction he'd wadded up and shoved aside 'cause no way, no how was he fixing to be Blythe's first broken heart. But 'pears that he just might have achieved that dubious honor. And wasn't that another choice he'd stolen away from her?
"Ah, hell," he mumbles and tosses back the last of his whiskey. "Ain't no way I'm leaving it like this." The walk to Heart Castle doesn't take long. Convincing Blythe to talk to him might take a bit longer.
[OOC: Blythe confessed feelings for Monty a few days ago, and he's finally decided to do something about it. This post is mainly for Blythe, but it's open to anyone who wants to catch him drinking or on his way to have things out with her.]
His track record with women is lousy. He keeps it simple. He keeps it easy. No strings. No hard feelings. Fun and laughter and both happy to see each others back when it's time to go. Blythe isn't like that. Truth be told, once he'd realized Blythe was crushing on him he'd pulled back and friend zoned her quicker than a duck jumps on a June bug. His own attraction he'd wadded up and shoved aside 'cause no way, no how was he fixing to be Blythe's first broken heart. But 'pears that he just might have achieved that dubious honor. And wasn't that another choice he'd stolen away from her?
"Ah, hell," he mumbles and tosses back the last of his whiskey. "Ain't no way I'm leaving it like this." The walk to Heart Castle doesn't take long. Convincing Blythe to talk to him might take a bit longer.
[OOC: Blythe confessed feelings for Monty a few days ago, and he's finally decided to do something about it. This post is mainly for Blythe, but it's open to anyone who wants to catch him drinking or on his way to have things out with her.]
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But she can't help leaning forward afterwards, slipping off the coffee table, wrapping her arms around him and burying her face in his shoulder. Less than forever isn't specific at all. As much as she hates to admit it, this could be over much sooner than expected. She's agree to that, she knows... but she can't help wanting to keep him as close as possible for as long as she can. It's clingy behavior, she knows - but surely he'll grant her a couple of moments of curling up in his lap, listening to his heartbeat,