Isa (
moonstrualcycle) wrote2019-02-27 10:30 pm
no running in the halls!
[hot off the presses, this one, horrendous new clothes and all. wherever it is in the DR's apartment building that Lea's chosen to roost, that's where Isa's getting yeeted catapulted, quite literally. at least it had the decency to drop her outside the apartment, right? enjoy the distinct sound of someone colliding hard with the wall next to the door and crumpling into a groaning mess on the floor. there's sand on her shoes, and a familiar frisbee came with her, dropped a short distance from where she landed. knock knock, Lea.]

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makeoutsthe serious discussion. Exploring could also happen. ]You trying to get my hopes up?
[ She follows her in even if she's being rude. ]
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[look, when you've seen your best friend's butt at some point and also they've cried on you, you're allowed to just walk into their house, that's just how it works. i don't make these rules, the universe does.
Isa's currently realizing that she's going to need to get her own shit, like bathroom stuff and jammies at the very least, since she's stuck here. mostly this means she's stopped in the middle of the room, looking distracted and disgruntled.]
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[ Oh, she's being rude for many reasons, but walking into Lea's apartment is just a given since this is her ex-bff-now-bff-again? Question mark? Also please, she walks into people's houses all the time and takes their ice cream. Except Riku, after the Halloween Town ice cream incident. ]
What? Do you see something?
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[although now that Lea asks, she does see something: there's a phone laying on the couch, right where Isa had been sitting waiting for Lea earlier. that doesn't make sense. she's going to investigate.]
i c u
[ Some are also tentacles. ]
nuh uh
[nope, this is definitely not Lea's phone. she holds it up for Lea to see.]
Does this mean I live here now?
yeah huh
Only if you plan on cleaning up my mess all the time.
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I've been doing that since we met, why should now be any different. I'll probably start with your kitchen, it looks like it needs the most help.
[so there. ♥ she wakes the phone up and flicks through it a bit, enough to see that it's already set up for her and knows who she is and has, mysteriously, already put Lea on speed dial for her.]
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My kitchen is fine. Are you serious?
[ Does she want to live here, for ease and safety? It's smart, but like, that opens so many questions for Lea. Are they living together in the future? Where are they each living, for that matter, if things are over? ]
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I've seen worse from you, but yes.
[she pockets the phone, and turns to fully face Lea. Isa's just giving her shit as something familiar to do, but there's only so long that can go on before it gets obnoxious.]
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Work with me at least a little, would ya. You really want to stay here?
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...if you're alright with it. I know you need your space sometimes too.
[translation: I forget how to people and also I have extreme issues sometimes with fully believing anyone wants to be my friend and hang out with me at this point in my life, plz help.]
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This place is nothing but space. I just wanted to make sure you were really serious and not... you know...
[ Now she shrugs, embarrassed. ]
Just messing with me. Don't get me wrong. I'm really glad you actually, y'know, like me again, and we're friends. It's just been a while.
[ She didn't want to get her hopes up for real. ]
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[dammit, that doesn't help her. and dammit now is not when she wants to get emotional, but there's still adrenaline banging around in her stupid fragile heart, and so much bullshit has happened. honestly this place seems to just be the manifestation of all the jealousy and bitterness she still had, just giving her Lea with no one else tagging along, the way she always wanted it to be during the worst of everything. suddenly Lea's very blurry, and Isa makes a strangled noise and whirls away, one hand over her mouth.]
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Hey... Come on. If you do that...
[ She's such a weepy loser, fuck. In the caught up timeline Lea was probably a complete disaster on Radiant Garden when Isa showed up, and after. She's gonna reach to take Isa's free hand. ]
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Isa?
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I'm okay.
[no she's not.]
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No you're not. But you'll get there.
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Tell me this evens out eventually. There's not a handbook for this somewhere around here, is there?
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[ She's not letting go until Isa gets pushy. You are now warned. ]
You already know how to do this, or you wouldn't be on the beach with me in the future.
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[most of this is grumbled over Lea's shoulder in a gloomy tone. Isa's getting complainy and morose, which is a sure sign that she needs to be put to bed. she can have a decent cry to herself in the shower in the morning, that'll help too.]
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[ She knows. It's not the same, not the same trauma or ways they spent their years. But she knows how that felt, and it's close. She reluctantly lets go, but she doesn't pull away further than she has to to see Isa's face. ]
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Yeah, it sucks. One out of five, very awful, can't recommend.
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I missed your jokes. You look like you need to rest. We can watch something if you wanna sit down for a while, or go back to bed?
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