{"id":1643,"date":"2014-12-10T03:44:45","date_gmt":"2014-12-10T03:44:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/12\/10\/ace-omalley-iamthefirechild-oh-ace-she\/"},"modified":"2014-12-10T03:44:45","modified_gmt":"2014-12-10T03:44:45","slug":"ace-omalley-iamthefirechild-oh-ace-she","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/12\/10\/ace-omalley-iamthefirechild-oh-ace-she\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/ace-omalley.tumblr.com\/post\/104696368531\/iamthefirechild-oh-ace-she-took-the\">ace-omalley<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/104613427499\/ace-omalley-iamthefirechild-with-autumns\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"image\" src=\"https:\/\/31.media.tumblr.com\/dd0677af88a4dcb227053f70a72b3a99\/tumblr_inline_ng8f1eiLTV1rs8qze.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh, Ace!&#8221; She took the flowers from him, tracing a fingertip along the edges of the petals with a smile. &#8220;These are beautiful.&#8221; She stepped back enough to allow him to come in, and bustled off to find a vase for the roses. Then she came back and offered him a kiss. &#8220;Where are we going?&#8221;<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"image\" src=\"https:\/\/31.media.tumblr.com\/b5ba1014c6f725689631adbec6892297\/tumblr_inline_nga6fjVMYC1s7vr1b.gif\" \/><\/p>\n<p><small>A sheepish grin graced Ace\u2019s features as he stared down at her, shifting his weight from one leg to the other in slight hesitation. Asking Lily out was more of a mutual agreement, but with Summer, it was more his scramble to take the reins, his prevention of leaving a bad taste in her mouth if he showed no interest in their first date, like he did Lily. <\/small><\/p>\n<p><small>&#8220;There\u2019s restaurant on the Upper Eastside a good friend was telling me about the other day\u2014 The Loeb Boathouse in Central Park?&#8221;<\/small><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/31.media.tumblr.com\/ee9fc24c41988abfce44aa6efcf3e49b\/tumblr_inline_ngckzvckQM1rs8qze.png\" \/><\/p>\n<p>She blinked at him for a moment, mouth falling open a little. &#8220;Oh &#8212;&#160;! Oh, of course. That sounds lovely!&#8221; She looked down at herself, slightly shabby exercise pants and faded t-shirt. &#8220;I should probably change, I think &#8230; &#8220;\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>ace-omalley: iamthefirechild: &#8220;Oh, Ace!&#8221; She took the flowers from him, tracing a fingertip along the edges of the petals with a smile. &#8220;These are beautiful.&#8221; She stepped back enough to allow him to come in, and bustled off to find a vase for the roses. Then she came back and offered him a kiss. &#8220;Where &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/12\/10\/ace-omalley-iamthefirechild-oh-ace-she\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\"><\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,223],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1643"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1643"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1643\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1643"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1643"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1643"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}