girlwednesday | DUPLICITY → CONTACT

[Depends on the marriage, really.]

Yeah. [She admits it as she leans back to look at him with a sheepish smile.] It kinda happens when you don't have one.

[She spreads her hands before lifting a cup and bringing it out to him.] You get attached to everyone else's.

That is unfortunate. [He takes the cup when it's offered to him carefully, mindful that none of the hot liquid spills on either of them.]

I would have thought a beautiful woman like you would have many suitors.

[Felicity sighs, then leans back a little to look at him.]

I am married, Ezio. He's here. [She motions with the spoon she's using to a vague place outside the window.] He's a submissive. He.

[And she's back to the tea.] He has no idea we're married.

[W E L P. THAT'S -

THAT SURE IS SOMETHING.

SOMETHING.

THAT CERTAINLY IS.]

Felicity I -

[What is he even supposed to say to that?

That she was married and her husband was here but he didn't even know.]

- I am sorry. I did not know. That must be very difficult for you.

[Trust Felicity to make things awkward and then try to play it off. With an audible psh sound, she shrugs and tries to make it better.]

It's fine. We've. You know, been through worse.

Worse than this?

[He makes a sweeping gesture with his arms as he speaks. Honestly, he's been through much worse than this place himself, but he sincerely hopes not everyone has.]

It's a complicated life.

[he gets a smile over the cup.]

[He gets the distinct feeling that there is more to it than that.

But he lets it go.]

So, you are going to teach me how to use these things.

[He takes the cube phone from his pocket and gesture with it.]

Yes! [yes. thank you, Ezio. that's what she needs is something else to ramble about. thank you.

she sets the cup down and moves back into the room to take it from him and moving the couch.]

So, first thing...

[and she's off to the races, waiting until he joins her before she goes into anything too deep. after a few minutes, she looks to see if his eyes have glazed over.] Let me show you something fun.

[candy crush! on the tablet she pulls off the table.]

[Oh, his eyes have definitely glazed over. He has absolutely no idea what she's talking about half the time, but he tries his best to listen, to be a good student.

When she reaches for the tablet and tell's him it's going to be something fun he welcomes the reprieve, shifting slightly so he'll be just a bit closer.]

Please tell me this is not as complicated as everything else.

[sometimes, despite the way ezio dresses, it's easy to forget that he's from a long time ago.]

It's not. It's a match game. Watch. [She's created a second game identity so he can start at level one and go from there. A swipe here, a swipe there...] It's pretty easy. Here.

[she hands him the tablet.]

[He had been blessed with both good and very expensive taste. Thankfully it had seemed to translate rather well when it came to modern clothing.

Of course, it also gave the illusion that he was from a time far more advanced than he was. Do you have any idea how many microwaves he's ruined?]

If you say so.

[But he watches her carefully. It doesn't look that difficult. So he takes the device carefully, fingers feeling too big for the screen as he starts swiping randomly.

Which, unsurprisingly, gets him no where.]

[watching the candies bounce back into place as the matches aren't made, she waits to see if he gets the hang of it and then... bites her lip as he doesn't get the hang of it at all.]

Okay, like this. The purple? Three in a row. [she leans over his leg to make the move.] And the blue. Four in a row here-- [she does it again, and green ones disappear as well.] You're looking for patterns in the screen.

[She sits back and looks up at him with an expectant smile.]

[He watches her carefully, eyes trained on the way her fingers move over the screen, seeing how the candies match up and disappear.

There's a match in the lower corner, three reds, and he swipes his finger across them and watches as they disappear.]

Like that? [Then another, and another. Until he's cleared out the level there's little happy smiling cartoons telling him he did it.]

[rather than answer right away, felicity instead watches as he clears the board and then, a delighted grin appears on her face.]

Just like that! [she claps once, then settles in against him.] Next, you can make fish, like this... [she shows him as the next board opens.] And they'll help clear something for you...

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