Anya just nodded, meeting Spencer’s gaze. “Yes.”
Spies One-On-One (Closed)
Spencer smiled and took Anya's face in his hands. He gently kissed her again, then pulled back to say, "You make me happy, too."
Anya smiled and then shivered. The wind had begun to pick up, and she, in the name of fashion, had not brought a coat. “Do you think we could… go get coffee or something?” She suggested. “It’s getting a bit chilly.”
"Of course. Here, you can use my coat," Spencer said, shrugging off his own coat and placing it around her shoulders. "That better?"
“Thank you,” Anya said, snuggling into the fabric. She laughed. “It’s weird how much people’s coats smell like them.”
("weird" not "wierd". Such a… um… weird word…)
"Well, I hope it's not a bad smell," Spencer laughed, standing and offering his hand to Anya.
//wow i can spell
Sorry bout that
I’ll change it
“It isn’t, don’t worry,” Anya smiled, taking his hand and standing up. “So. Do you want to go to Le Petite Chat for coffee? I’m a regular there, even if they don’t know it.”
(Lol. I just wanted to let you know. I make that mistake almost every time I spell it. It helps to remember that 'e' comes before 'i' on the keyboard.
Sees French cafe name
squints
I understood that reference.)
"Whatever you'd like, babe. It sounds great," Spencer agreed with a smile, leading her out of the park.
//lol
ooh thats a good tip
E&I always throws me off, because “SHIELD” is spelled like that but “weird” is spelled the other way around and I’m just like Make up your mind EnGLiSH!!!!
AAAAHHH HE CALLED HER BABE
JHGFDSERFVBJIUYTFDSERTYUIOIUJHBVCDRTY
I SHIP IT
Anya smiled to herself. “Well, sweetheart,” she said happily, “They do serve an excellent hot chocolate.”
("'I' before 'E', except after 'C'. And some other special cases…
IKR?!?!? ME, TOO!!!)
"Well, let's go there, then," Spencer laughed. "Where is it?"
“Just down the street,” Anya said. “This way.”
(Crud, I thought I replied…)
Spencer took Anya's hand and placed it on his arm, giving her a warm smile as they walked.
"You know, you're my first girlfriend," he admitted, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.
//no worries lol
“Well, you’re my first actual boyfriend,” Anya smiled, laying her head on his shoulder.
"First actual boyfriend?" Spencer asked, raising an eyebrow curiously.
Anya sighed. “I’ve been undercover as a high school student six times, college student, seven. I had to pretend.” She raised an eyebrow. “Teenage girls are weirdly obsessed with boys…”
Spencer chuckled, though he felt a twinge of jealousy at the thought of Anya having had other boyfriends. What if they saw her and wanted her back? He couldn't let that happen.
"Well, it's the same way for teenage boys. They've got strange obsessions with girls and many other things, such as sports."
“We are quite the cliche pair,” Anya laughed, slipping her hand in his. “And don’t worry. I was either blonde, a redhead, or brown haired with highlights. If any of the people I’d known on previous assignments saw me, they wouldn’t in a million years recognize me. We won’t be compromised.”
//wow I was intending that to be ‘Anya saw Spencer’s expression and thought he was worried that their identities would be revealed’ but I reread it and I failed.
(Holy crap, it did it here, too…
And now I don't remember what I wrote. Gosh dang it.)
"Well, that's good," Spencer murmured, turning to press a quick kiss to the top of her head. "Now, how much father to that cafe?"
//yeah. I’ve done that so many times
“A block,” Anya answered. “Not far. What’re you going to get?”
Spencer shrugged. "I'm not sure, yet. Maybe just a black coffee. You know, to match my soul."
//OMG i just typed that on the other one!! XD
“A glass of milk, then,” Anya laughed, steering him towards the entrance to the cafe. “C’mon.”
(HAHAHA!!!! XD No way!)
Spencer laughed as he opened the door for his girlfriend. "No, I was totally kidding. I actually hate black coffee."
Anya smiled. “So, what are you really going to get?” She gestured to the nonexistent line. “Better decide quickly.”
"Hm… What about the caramel mocha?" Spencer said, looking at the menu.
“Sounds good to me.” To the cashier, Anya said, “Two caramel mochas, please,” and handed her a ten dollar bill.
"Hey, I'm supposed to be paying," Spencer declared, nudging Anya. "I'm the one taking you on a date, after all."
“Good point,” Anya smiled, nodding at the cashier to complete the transaction. “I suppose you’ll just have to repay me later….”
"Mm, really?" Spencer asked, raising an eyebrow at her. "And how do you suggest I do that?"
“With fifteen dollars,” Anya suggested, accepting her receipt from the cashier and walking over to the pickup counter. “The five extra are for interest.”
Spencer laughed. "How about ten and a kiss?" he suggested.