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[ooc: Went with post-UC3, hope that's okay! We could move it to a different timeline if you'd prefer that. Just tell me.]

[It had been a while since Nathan Drake had been able to take a breather, but after everything that had gone down in Yemen, he finally felt that he needed a long, much-needed break. As soon as the dust had settled and he was able to recuperate, he, Sully and Elena packed all their belongings and headed back for the United States. It was odd being home again but he welcomed it nonetheless.

But being home also meant that he would have to pick up the pieces as well. And man, were there a lot of pieces to pick up. Staring with Elena. Though he wasn't the type to say sorry easily, he made sure that she knew how much he wanted to make things up to her. He'd even made a joke that it was a good thing they hadn't gotten divorced, making things easier for them but that quip didn't pan out as well as he had thought.

Regardless, he made an effort to patch things up and take the time to work things out with her. Starting with this date. If you could call it that, that is. Their drinks sat on the coffee table before them, as they both lounged on the couch.

Nate looked towards the clock on the shelf and made a face.]

Okay, so we have five minutes left. How much are you willing to bet that the pizza's going to arrive late?

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[So much had changed since they returned from Yemen. Things were...better. So much better than they had been in a very long time.

Elena wasn't going to complain, either. Drake was trying harder than he ever had before. He was making effort for them, and she was rather impressed. Giving him another chance hadn't been easy for her, but he seemed genuine.

And she loved him. Even after all the fights, the split ups-- after everything, she still loved him. She wanted things to work out for them, she always had. There had just been a while where that didn't seem all that possible.

But this date was a good start. She didn't mind staying in. In fact, she almost preferred it. After far too many years of adventures and chaos, she knew better than to think for a second the two of them going out wouldn't end with something happening.

She couldn't help but chuckle at his comment, sipping her drink before settling back in against his side.]

Don't speak too soon. That's still plenty of time to prove you wrong.

[It was nice just sitting there with her, talking about anything and everything. Except for their last misadventure, of course. It would probably be a while before either of them talked about that and it was in his best interest to veer away from the topic as much as possible. Going back to doing mundane things such as this will definitely take some getting used to but... baby steps, right?]

You seriously think that five minutes is long enough for it to get here? You'd be surprised just how fast five minutes is going to fly by. [He leans forward to reach out for his bottle of beer, pointing towards the clock before taking a sip.] See? Thirty seconds gone.

Don't tell me that you're scared to make a friendly wager.

[Mundane wasn't easy. When you spent years in war zones, covering stories, and getting into trouble-- peace and quiet was strange. Not bad, just...an adjustment. But she was glad it wasn't something she was tackling on her own.]

How do you know they're not just outside? Or right around the corner? [She was just messing with him innocently, but when he mentioned a wager, her eyebrow went up.]

Me? Scared? You know better than that. [She grinned mischievously now, sitting back up so she could look him in the eyes, practically daring him to make a bet.]

Oh, you're on.

[so much for keeping things mundane.]

[If the smile on his face could turn any more smug, it would. Even if it was a tiny wager for something so asinine, Nate didn't want to lose.]

Because if they were right around the corner, they'd be hauling ass to make sure they arrive before it's free. [A shrug of his shoulders.] If I were the delivery guy, I wouldn't want my pay docked for being late.

Buuut if you're so sure that he'll make it on time, how's fifty sound? [Go big or go home, Elena. You're playing with the big boys now.]

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