[ and he will, the watch hanging from her fingertips to prove she held up her end of the bargain, despite her last-minute haggling. also of note: a leather jacket, neatly folded and draped over her arm, at odds with her otherwise haphazard appearance. ]
[ Astarion, for his part, shows up on the dot, holding a gift box and a bouquet, both of which he dutifully hands off to Nami before circling back to the hallway outside the restaurant to claim his prize.
He'd be lying if he said he didn't have questions about the jacket, but— he's gone through trouble to get the watch back, at least by his standards, that he doesn't want to risk blowing it now.
A few days later, a box turns up at Jinx's door containing a perfume bottle. The note that accompanies the fragrance reads: ]
The best I could do for now. If it's not up to snuff, tell me what it's missing, and I'll try again. And thanks for the watch.
[ The day after his final delivery, Jinx slides a note under Astarion’s door, bearing her signature scratchy writing and drawings of two figures, one blue haired and one white doing a sort of hive five manoeuvre. Clearly one of individuals is meant to be Astarion, given the fangs. ]
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That's quite a shame. I rather think Nami would have liked the perfume, but I suppose she'll have to go without.
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aaaaaaastarioooooon
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im just playing!!!
we've got a deal
delivery, flowers, two perfumes, handoff
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And what sort of scent would the little lady like to wear?
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i dunno
well
maybe
if i give u something
could u make it smell like that?
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Bring it to me with with watch? I promise not to dawdle.
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see u at the restaurant
8 SHARP ‼️
[ and he will, the watch hanging from her fingertips to prove she held up her end of the bargain, despite her last-minute haggling. also of note: a leather jacket, neatly folded and draped over her arm, at odds with her otherwise haphazard appearance. ]
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He'd be lying if he said he didn't have questions about the jacket, but— he's gone through trouble to get the watch back, at least by his standards, that he doesn't want to risk blowing it now.
A few days later, a box turns up at Jinx's door containing a perfume bottle. The note that accompanies the fragrance reads: ]
🎀
NICE WORK, FANGS 🧛🏻
[ That’s “thank you” in Jinx speak. ]