Author's Notes:
My tenth drabble for Challenge 318 – Long Overdue at tw100.

Summary: It’s taken Owen a long, long time to get around to something he should have done years ago…

Tosh could scarcely believe what she was hearing. She looked at Owen uncertainly.

“I’m sorry, Owen, would you mind repeating that? I’m not sure I heard you correctly.”

“Oh, um, well, I said, uh, I was just wondering, would you like to have dinner with me Friday night? Provided the Rift doesn’t fuck everything up and the world’s not ending, I mean. Unless you have other plans. Shit, I’m useless at this! I knew I’d...”

“Owen,” Tosh broke in, “I’d love to have dinner with you.”

“You would? Really?”

Tosh nodded, smiling.

“I was beginning to think you’d never ask.”


The End