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But first – of course – wine.<\/p>\nThe next couple of days passed without aliens, jerks, or clam chowder. \u00a0It was uneventful and boring, if you ask me. \u00a0Maxwell wasn’t communicating with the microwave when I came into work Friday morning, but the microwave seemed happier than usual, beeping cheerfully away. \u00a0I frowned at it, but it didn’t seem to care.<\/p>\n
I spent most of Saturday morning sleeping in, followed by some serious coffee-fueled computer gaming. Once the afternoon began to turn towards evening, I needed to head out, maybe see some friends and get some dancing in.<\/p>\n
But first – of course – wine.<\/p>\n
Sigh. \u00a0Oh… Aiden.<\/p>\n Aiden Stone is a smart and funny man. \u00a0We spoke and joked for about an hour, and got to know each other well. \u00a0Just then Sergio’s roommate (or brother? I never figured that out) Joaquin suggested a trip out to the Ruins, as he’d heard there was a huge party\u00a0going down.<\/p>\n Of course there was. Didn’t this happen last week? \u00a0I should just start off at the ruins and save myself the time and cab fare. \u00a0But then I wouldn’t have met… oh.<\/p>\n I was torn. \u00a0Aiden had just started his shift, so he couldn’t leave. But I really wanted to dance, and there were other … “customers” or whatever demanding Aiden’s attention (the nerve of them!). \u00a0We traded phone numbers, I promised to call him, and I somewhat reluctantly headed out with the gang.<\/p>\n chapter 25 …<\/em><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Well Hello There The next couple of days passed without aliens, jerks, or clam chowder. \u00a0It was uneventful and boring, if you ask me. \u00a0Maxwell wasn’t communicating with the microwave when I came into work Friday morning, but the microwave seemed happier than usual, beeping cheerfully away. \u00a0I frowned at it, but it didn’t seem … Continue reading “Jeanette, Chapter 24”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,12],"tags":[33,22],"class_list":["post-814","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ross","category-jeanette","tag-aiden","tag-sergio"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/814","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=814"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/814\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1226,"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/814\/revisions\/1226"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=814"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=814"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=814"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}![\"\"](\"http:\/\/darncats.ca\/images\/clanross\/1-24\/01.png\")
<\/a>A good group of folk began arriving, but I knew better than to leave a nice glass of wine lonely.<\/p>\nThe DJ was fantastic tonight. None of my usual friends showed up, but I had a good time with those who were here. I headed back to the bar for another drink, to find that there’d been a shift change during my workout on the dance floor. \u00a0And that’s when I met….<\/p>\n<\/a> Aiden.<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n I’m glad I did. I’ll call Aiden, but I really needed to get out and jump with my friends. \u00a0Caitlyn was at the Ruins, and was I happy to see her.<\/p>\n<\/a> I hadn’t noticed at first, but Sergio had come down as well. I\u00a0think\u00a0<\/em>he was trying to get my attention, but I spent the night completely ignor…. I spent the night pretending to completely ignore him, while ensuring that he\u00a0knew<\/em> that I was doing so. \u00a0I’m certain it worked.<\/p>\n<\/a> I’m having fun and you’re not involved, you jerk.<\/p>\n<\/a>He went all “grr”-like at one point, but Caitlyn threatened him with a carefully raised eyebrow.<\/p>\n He eventually gave up.<\/p>\n Most of the original group had given up by that time as well. Caitrin was getting a second wind after a nap, and her friend Carla came down to join us. \u00a0Carla seemed like a good sort, and we got along well right away. I think she needed to get out for a fun night.<\/p>\n<\/a>There was suddenly a strange light off on the horizon. Were the aliens coming out to dance? That would be fantas… oh, it’s the dawn. \u00a0We’d been up all night.<\/p>\n