Urseala, [ interjected on a soft laugh, then: ] Pixar ain't got nothing on Richie Tozier.
[ Her smile fades but not the warmth that accompanies it when she hears what he says next. Yeah, she thinks, suck it brain. Sounds like whatever it was — not penguins — really did a number, even if he doesn't say as much. Doesn't have to. She's familiar. ]
Not this time, no. [ She doesn't feel guilty for admitting that. She might have, once upon a time. But she's learning how to (re)navigate the generous give and take of the Losers, the support no mater what. ] Likes to keep me on my toes, I guess. Could be in for a double creature feature next time, you never know.
[ A pause, shifting as she sits up. Maybe it's time for coffee. ]
Someday they'll pay me for writing this shit for them.
[ if she felt any guilt, it'd be misplaced; there is a weird, inherent comfort in knowing someone else has had the same miserable night, sure, but there's a fuller happiness in hearing she's gotten through one unscathed by memories, real or imagined. it's sometimes hard to wrap his head around the part where they probably won't be haunted by nightmares forever. probably. so he'll take the reminders when they come. ]
Tell your brain thanks from me. Maybe it'll get the picture that its concept of double features is shitty. [ better like this, waking without fear. she's been dealing with that far longer than anyone ever should. ] And if it doesn't, you've got Papa J's number.
[ he loves a good callback. ]
Maybe. [ a considering nnughhh sound. ] Eventually. Right now, I wanna hear about what you're getting Mr. Benjamin Hanscom for the holidays.
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Date: 2020-12-06 02:38 am (UTC)[ Her smile fades but not the warmth that accompanies it when she hears what he says next. Yeah, she thinks, suck it brain. Sounds like whatever it was — not penguins — really did a number, even if he doesn't say as much. Doesn't have to. She's familiar. ]
Not this time, no. [ She doesn't feel guilty for admitting that. She might have, once upon a time. But she's learning how to (re)navigate the generous give and take of the Losers, the support no mater what. ] Likes to keep me on my toes, I guess. Could be in for a double creature feature next time, you never know.
[ A pause, shifting as she sits up. Maybe it's time for coffee. ]
You wanna talk about it?
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Date: 2020-12-10 11:22 pm (UTC)[ if she felt any guilt, it'd be misplaced; there is a weird, inherent comfort in knowing someone else has had the same miserable night, sure, but there's a fuller happiness in hearing she's gotten through one unscathed by memories, real or imagined. it's sometimes hard to wrap his head around the part where they probably won't be haunted by nightmares forever. probably. so he'll take the reminders when they come. ]
Tell your brain thanks from me. Maybe it'll get the picture that its concept of double features is shitty. [ better like this, waking without fear. she's been dealing with that far longer than anyone ever should. ] And if it doesn't, you've got Papa J's number.
[ he loves a good callback. ]
Maybe. [ a considering nnughhh sound. ] Eventually. Right now, I wanna hear about what you're getting Mr. Benjamin Hanscom for the holidays.