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crushed_pearls) wrote2022-09-16 02:28 pm
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Erin's voice mail message is in a weary voice: "Erin Peters. If you called in the middle of the night and I didn't answer, I'm dying. If I pick up and someone on your end isn't dying, they will be shortly. Text otherwise."
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"I appreciate the thought, babe, seriously," he says. "If this was literally anything else I could use the hand with, I'd be taking it with both. That one's the exception. Besides."
He finally reaches out to take a new plate of sushi. "Two years cold turkey. Hasn't killed me yet, and I prefer the devil I know."
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He pauses with a seaweed cone thing raised halfway to his mouth.
"...should we, like. Get the others together and have a proper pow-wow or what the fuck ever, see if we can't try and get everyone on the same page? Might be good for the kid to see the adults sorting out the issue."
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"...what part doesn't Okie know?" It's a legitimate and suddenly very concerned question.
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"You want me to break the ice on that one for him? I don't. Think he's scared of me. Plus I've got the element spell so his windy shit won't hurt me if he takes it badly."
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Though him defending a known 'traitor' was going to be an interesting conversation regardless.
"I'll leave the lovebirds to you, then. But honestly, like. Best case scenario we've basically got a motley on our hands. Ain't nothing wrong with that, right?"
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Listen.
Daisy needs people who get it.
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Which he thinks is a reasonable enough ask. It's been a rough fucking day, and that's a pretty soft line.
"You're lucky I like you that much," he comments, but there's no bite to it as he chomps on more sushi.
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