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[lameguymove]

Who: lameguymove and stopkissingme
When: Backdated to 12/16.
Where: Caroline's place.
Format: Action.
What: Matt angsting because of his dream/broadcast mind and Caroline trying to cheer him up via Christmas tree decorating.
Warnings: Discussion of vampire things?

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[stopkissingme]

[Caroline already knew this was a bad idea, that this might and probably would end in a fight. But she can't just sit around and let him suffer alone. She knows how it feels to have your memories, dreams, whatever broadcasted on the Forge like that. And it's not like his was a good thing, at all.

She wants to be there for him, it's impossible for her to stay away. It hurts more than she can say to know that she hurt him, that he basically... hates her now. But she had lied to him, hurt him, and now she's paying the price, a price she'll have to pay all over again when she gets home.

She hears the knock on the door and moves to answer it, glancing back at the table covered in all the ornaments she'd made. It looked a little like a craft thing but hey, she does well with what she has. Pulling the door open, her smile is soft, reassuring, her fingers twitching as she resists the urge to pull him into a hug.] Hey. Come in.

[lameguymove]

[ Matt's in the process of shoving his gloves into the pockets of his coat, hoping it'll help distract him from the fact that he's standing on Caroline's doorstep, when she opens the door. He braces himself mentally and then lifts his gaze. The smile he tries offering her in return doesn't feel right, so it fades pretty quickly. ]

Thanks. [ He stomps his feet on the ground in an effort to get the snow off before he moves inside, fingers moving to work on the buttons of his coat. It's when he's shrugging out of his coat that he sees the decorations on the table. ] You've really gone all out, haven't you?

[stopkissingme]

[God, this sucks. Already. The way his smile fades almost immediately, like somehow she's a smile killer. You're a different kind of killer to him. She shakes that thought, letting him come inside, waiting to take his coat for him to hang up. Her gaze follows his a moment later, smiling a little.] Yeah, I got bored. Mr. Stark doesn't keep me busy enough. [Actually, he keeps her very busy but she needs something to do to distract her from... well, everything about this situation.] Besides, you know me. Go big or go home.

[Once she has his coat put away she gestures towards the couch.] Do you want anything to drink? I have coffee or tea or water. Or beer.

[lameguymove]

He's Pepper's boss too, right? [ He hasn't actually talked to Stark himself, but he's pretty sure he's got the connection right. Once she takes his coat, Matt shoves his hands into the pockets of his jeans and turns slightly so his back isn't to her anymore. ] I think it's pretty awesome. Definitely beats all the boring store-bought ones.

Coffee sounds good. [ He makes his way over to the couch and sits down, elbows resting on his knees as he lifts a hand to rub at the back of his neck. ] I really... [ He sighs softly. ] I really appreciate you inviting me over. Sitting by myself back at my place was probably a terrible idea.