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When; Sunday afternoon to evening (backdated to yesterday)
Rating; G? PG? They're feeding ducks, but I'll change it if it's necessary.
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Summary; Hanna and Ramona go on a date! They see a movie and feed some ducks and maybe eat something!
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Having sent Hanna a quick text with her apartment building and number, Ramona flipped her phone closed and stuffed it into her jacket pocket. It was still early - before noon, anyway - but she wasn't entirely sure when they were leaving and though she wouldn't admit it, she was a bit anxious. Which was stupid, because it had been months and there was nothing she could do about it.

With a huff, she sat down on her couch and flipped her phone open again, staring at the time.

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Hanna can't help but be a bit nervous. Stephen had told him about Ramona, and when he'd talked to her, she'd always been nice...she seemed sort of cool, actually.

But a date's still a date, and he's nervous. He's managed to make his way to Ramona's apartment, and is taking a nice deep breath before knocking. Then he's making sure his hair looks okay. Not that it matters.

And then he's knocking. This'll be fine. If nothing else, he'll get a friend who's a girl out of this, and what could go wrong? They're seeing a B movie and feeding ducks.

Ramona sits up immediately when she hears the knock, drops her phone in her bag, snaps her boots closed and stands up. Before she answers the door she runs her fingers through her own hair - though the fact it's blue probably tops any of the messiness, but it doesn't matter now. Oh well, there were better things to be worried about. She opens the door with a small wave.

"Hey. Ready to go?"

Hanna gives Ramona a grin and a wave.

"Hey yourself. You look nice!"

He happens to think her hair is awesome, and will say so later.

"Ready whenever you are!"

She smiled back and unconsciously smoothed her hair down, half-wondering if he was just being nice. That seemed to be his nature, anyway. Still though, she wasn't about to say anything otherwise and just accepted it with a quiet thanks.

"Let's get going, then."

A few minutes after they started walking to.. wherever it was they were going - a lake, probably, or a pond or something - Ramona fished around in her bag and pulled a half finished bag of bread out and held it up.

"I brought some leftover bread. I guess that's good duck food?"

Hanna nods and grins at her. She really does look nice, he likes her hair.

"Yeah, ducks like bread. I got some too."

He smiles and nods again, as they arrive at Xanadu, going to the pond where lo and behold, there are ducks! A lot of them, actually.

"Woah...there's more than I thought there'd be..."

His smile is infectious, and she finds herself smiling back. He sort of reminds her of Scott; maybe that's why Stephen asked her to begin with.

"Well then it's a good thing they have a lot of bread."

She glances down at the ducks before opening the twist tie on the bag. They're going to be swarmed and she knows that, but she's fully prepared. As soon as the first piece of ripped up bread hits the water, several ducks swim over, and the ones that didn't see the bread are alerted anyway.

"This stuff won't last long."

Hanna laughs and takes a piece of bread from the bag, ripping it up into small pieces before tossing it in, making sure to go to the edges of the water so it gets spread out.

"It's okay, I think they have a little duck food dispenser around here if we run out...though they might be full by then."

She grabs another piece of bread and starts tearing it up, throwing it more to the back of the mass of ducks to give them a chance too.

"Nah, I think these guys can eat a lot more than we give them credit for. They never SEEM to get full, anyway."

This is true, and Hanna nods in agreement.

"Yeah, good point...they're big eaters, for such little guys...they're awfully cute, though."

With a smile, she nods and finishes ripping up another piece of bread. After a moment though, she takes another and fiddles with it in her hands.

"So uh.. should we try to get to know each other better? So far it's just been.. ducks."

Hanna smiles and nods, blushing in embarrassment.

"Uh, yeah, right. Sorry. I'm not exactly good at this whole thing...okay, so!"

He grins at her and shrugs.

"I'm Hanna Cross, I'm 24, I've got a flower shop here in the City, and I'm also a paranormal investigator! Now your turn, then mine again."

"Nah, you're doing fine." She smiles in a way she hopes is encouragingly.

"I'm Ramona Flowers and I'm 23. I.. don't exactly have a job here yet, unless people need packages delivered."

She decides to leave out the part about the exes - unless it's an issue, no reason to freak him out.

"What sort of things can you investigate here, anyway?"

He grins back at her, running a hand through his hair.

"I investigate the normal paranormal stuff. Ghosts, vampires, goblins, werewolves...it goes both ways, too. If somebody has a problem with the paranormal, I go and try to help. If the paranormal have a problem, I try to help them too."

He shrugs though.

"But that's why I've got the other job here. Since that stuff is sort of...normal here. I do consultant work for the police too, though, with some of that stuff."

Hanna then smiles at her again.

"You have a really cool name, by the way."

"That still sounds pretty cool. Those kinds of things don't exactly exist where I come from." It doesn't exactly surprise her though, since she's seen her fair share of weird before.

Well, that's new. Most people tell her her name sounds childish and reminds them of a character in a children's book.

"Oh, thanks. I like yours, too. Not a name you hear every day, for a guy anyway. It stands out."

"Really? It sounds like that's usually how it is, though."

He just shrugs and gives her another smile.

"You're one of the few people that hasn't actually made fun of my name at first, honestly."

"Why should I have? Dude, I've known people with weirder names. Hell, I've.. been friends with people with weirder. So I don't know what their problems are."

She lops a piece of squished up bread at an overly-greedy duck.

"Almost out of bread here, how about you?"

"Most guys don't have girl's name, though. I'm probably the only guy in the world named Hanna."

He shrugs and goes to check his bread.

"I've got a bit more here...they're cute, aren't they? Bit greedy, but hey, what can you do?"

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ack, sorry! i posted this and had to run. ><

:D aw, it's okay~!

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so i spent the last three days thinking you haven't replied yet. THANKS, LJ.

LJAAAAAYYYY!!!

IT DID IT AGAIN! this time i caught on early. o_o

YOU ARE TEARING ME APART LJ!!!

basically. ;; i did get this alert though!

D: well, that's good.

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