Date Night! (Closed: For Amelie)

[under_the_radar]

Daniel was tidying. He'd been tidying for what seemed like days but the apartment was looking spotless and that was all that mattered.

When he was finally done, he looked at his watch. Amelie would be here in thirty minutes. Just enough time for a quick shower. When he was done, he changed into a pair of comfortable jeans and a soft, well loved white tshirt. They'd agreed that tonight was going to be quiet and casual. No fancy clothes or food. Just a homemade pizza (the one thing Daniel knew he was good at.) and a few beers, while they watched a movie together on the couch.

He smiled at the thought of curling up with Amelie on his couch. They'd had to put up with more than enough shit from family and press lately and this evening sounded like the best way to deal with it.

Just as the clock struck seven, the buzzer sounded. Daniel smiled and went to the intercom.

"Hey...Come on up." He said, pressing the door release.

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[ameliecoombs]

She rolls her eyes but snuggles into him anyway, sipping her wine and trying to decide where to start. The story isn't all that exciting, she'd been young and stupid, and Aoife will never know the full story because it's the kind of thing she'd disown her for. Well, would if she hadn't already.

"I used a fair amount of my trust money to go and buy my running away pack - you know, suitcase, clothes, cigarettes, etcetera. I turned up on his dorm room doorstep with it, and we got about half an hour out of town before he decided it wasn't going to work." She pauses and shrugs. "Anyway, I went back to college, finished my degree, and Violet's never noticed all the missing money, thank god."

[under_the_radar]

"Ouch." Daniel said, not unsympathetically. He'd made some stupid mistakes at college too. "Do you think you would have liked that kind of life?" He asked, pizza forgotten in favour of watching Amelie and running his fingers over her arm.

[ameliecoombs]

"Maybe." She honestly doesn't know. She convinced herself almost a year ago that she needed to stop running away and come back and be a Coombs. Now she's not so sure.

"I gave up who I was then to come back to this," she starts. "Some of it I like, some I don't." She wonders which Amelie he would prefer, whether it would make a difference to his father if she was still the flaky, failed Coombs daughter, but it probably wouldn't.

[under_the_radar]

Daniel nodded. He understood that. He'd given up some of himself when he'd come back. Duty and family pride filled the void and he hated it as much as she did, he thought. "Duty." He said quietly with a rueful smile. "We all have to do ours with the families we have. But the little rebellions make it worth it sometimes." He said, taking a drink of his pilfered wine. "Although I think witches rebellions are a bit more complicated than us mere mortals."

[ameliecoombs]

The subject of magic was broached again and Amelie shrugged. Magic in her family was a big deal, moreso than other witched she knew, but it was never her strong suit. Aoife was good at magic, especially now that she was better at controlling it, and Moira had always excelled at anything she attempted. Amelie was the witch who couldn't, and it was never going to be something that Violet accepted. "I don't know about other witches, but the magic rebellion was not really my thing." For a moment she wonders how much she should talk about this with him, before she decides that if she can't, they might as well stop this whole thing. "I'm not very good at it," she admits quietly.

[under_the_radar]

Squeezing her hand, Daniel smiled and decided to come as clean as possible. "My Father would like me to hate that you even have magic at all but it always struck me as so stupid. It's like hating someone because they have blue eyes or something. You can't help it. And I wouldn't want you to, even if you could. Honestly, I think it must be as hard to live up to your Mothers magical standards as it is for me to live up to my Fathers social and political ones." He lifted her hand and kissed the back of it. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I'm curious, sure, but if you never mentioned it again, I'd be totally okay with it." He said, wanting to reassure her.