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TAYLOR DEARDEN as MEL KING

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rated: T and up, 6.2k words summary:

“Hey,” Langdon says, and even his voice sounds different, like he’s holding in a burp. The laugh dies her in throat, however, when she notices he's carrying... a bouquet? "Sorry if they're ugly," he says, "I told the florist purple, and she ran with it." Mel takes them out of his hands, but she doesn't stop blinking. "Um, thank you. But... why?" He cringes. "Shit, it’s too much, isn’t it? It's been a while since I've been on a first date. I'm rusty." Mel almost drops the flowers as she staggers backward. "What?"

i finally finished the longer version of prompt#28 from the july microfic kingdon challenge. this is dedicated to all of you who requested it, it was so much fun to write!

read on ao3 here!