Electroclash | Sarah (
electrocynic) wrote2015-09-05 01:45 pm
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MCA #5, Saturday Morning
As far as Sarah was concerned, this was a perfectly ordinary Saturday. She'd slept in late, had some brekkie, was lounging around on the couch with something mindless on the telly. And considering the way last Saturday had gone – she felt like she'd only just recuperated from the hangover, if not the mental fallout of it all – she thought this one should just stay a quiet one.
In fact, she had half a mind to just stay in her pajamas all day.
[ooc: Open, natch.]
In fact, she had half a mind to just stay in her pajamas all day.
[ooc: Open, natch.]
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Sorry not sorry, Sarah.
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Which she opened.
Then took one look at the person behind it before slamming it shut again because apparently that was the genuine kneejerk reaction she had to this.
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You could tell the level off upset by how pronounced that 'fook' was. Even through the door.
She'd not grown any more mature during his absence.
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"Sarah, c'mon." He was starting to worry about the neighbors. That was a lie, but still.
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But she opened to door again. Probably to yell at him some more. "Is this a fucking joke?"
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Of course Guy didn't think that.
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She made 'space' sound like a rude word.
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And with that, she stomped back into the apartment.
But of course she left the door open. He could do with that what he wished.
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Really, it was just like old times.
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Congrats on helping purge rage from his system enough to be coherent after getting a Red Lantern ring.
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"That is the cheesiest fucking line I've ever heard, Guy."
She... maybe needed a little context to hear it in another way.
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He tapped his Green Lantern ring with his thumb for emphasis.
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"By visiting a tacky capes-only jewelry shop?" she drawled.
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And hadn't that just been fun? See what you missed out on?
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"Don't see what this has to do with me," she noted, with some slightly milder surliness. Fidgeting with the sleeve of her pajamas.
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Two and a half years on and they were still shit at talking about their feelings. Good to know.
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But, you know. She was actually looking at him.
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But she wasn't going to.
Probably.
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