#randi;jane

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'College' (for Jane)

Waiting outside for pizza to be delivered and both of ours are super late

Jane huffed, crossing her arms over her skinny frame, glaring out into the darkness. If she went inside to get a jacket, her pizza would show up and she’d be charged extra for not being there waiting, so here she stood, shivering slightly.

“It’s not here yet.” She called as she heard the door to the dorms open behind her.

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‡ *throws another meme at you* (for Jane)

Jane grumbled slightly and slung her arm over Maura’s stomach.

“Thought you’d never come to bed!” She huffed, nuzzling into her neck happily.

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👋 (for Jane)

“Maura? Fuck, what hit you?” Jane asked, struggling to comprehend quite how the Blonde had managed to get so many bruises.

“Come in, jesus, you’ll scare the neighbours!” Okay, probably not the most supportive sentence she’d ever come out with. She tugged Maura into her apartment and into a hug, knocking the door shut quickly.

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👋 (for Jane~)

“Maura?” Jane’s eyes blew wide at the sight of her girlfriend stood there looking like someone had taken a truck to her face.

“What happened, who hurt you? Is everyone else okay?” With her Mother and... could she call Kenzie her daughter if she hadn’t legally adopted her? Semantics! But with both of them living with Maura and her looking like that and being alone... it didn’t bode well.

“Come in!” She insisted, gently taking Maura’s arm and pulling her into her apartment. “Let me get you an ice pack or six.”

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The Biggest Case - Closed

Jane Rizzoli had never really enjoyed romance. She felt out of place being on the receiving end of romantic gestures, and none of her previous dates had really enjoyed her attempts at romance. She often wondered if she’d do better at dating if she acted more like the girls in the rom-com movies that her Ma liked.

But with Maura, Jane seemed unable to do wrong.

But even with that, she’d been surprised when Maura had suggested a six month anniversary dinner. It hadn’t seemed like something the blonde would suggest, but apparently Jane didn’t know her... best friend? Girlfriend? Could she call her a Girlfriend if they’d never talked about it or made it official? Either way, maybe Jane didn’t know her as well as she thought she did.

But here they were, with Jane in a dress, of all things, in a fancy restaurant, sat opposite each other and doing sappy couple things, like feeding each other bites of their dishes.

“Ah... that’s Frankies ring, hang on.” Jane felt bad answering her phone on a date, but Frankie didn’t often call her unless it was serious.

“Frankie? Wait, slow down! Slow... o-okay... Okay, I’ll ask Maura if she wants to come too. Yeah, okay. I’ll text you if I’m coming.” Jane hung up and turned her attention back to Maura, biting her bottom lip.

“Frankie caught a case. Double Homocide and apparently he’s a witness that won’t talk to any of the male officers there so...  He’s wondering if I could go over to give it a try? Thought maybe we could go together, since we’re technically on a... a date?”

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