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catchacold) wrote2016-06-27 08:08 am
catchacold) wrote2016-06-27 08:08 am
ICy Inbox for Entranceway
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[He really hadn't meant for Maya to be the one to tell Mick. But then, not as if there could have been a good way for him to find out.]
Also she has a boyfriend now.
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[It was angrily yelled around a mouthful of cupcake but the point was made, plain and clear. He was not happy. That kid had a boyfriend? How? She was damn tiny and young, she shou;dn't b fucking dating. Guys were scumbags.
He knew, he was one of them!]
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Relax. She ain't just a kid any more, kinda bound to happen. Least I met the boy she's dating and he's a blusher. Cute. Could be worse.
[At least Maya has better taste than Lisa, but that comment went unsaid. He doesn't really want to bring up Lisa. Enough pain between them as is.]
She's worried about hurting him.
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[Just as bad! If not worse. Mick sulks and shoves a mouthful of cupcake into his mouth again, chewing with a certain amount of annoyance. He hates when the girls in his life date.]
She might hurt him. He's a wuss. Like I said.
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[He snorts and watches Mick chew like the cupcake has personally offended him, deciding to brighten his day by putting a hand into his pocket and producing another cupcake. Hey, he knows who he's catering to here.]
At least he looked tough, if that helps.
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[Ah, the ongoing saga of Mick's first steady girlfriend. Poor Rhonda, she was such a nice girl, despite what Leonard might claim otherwise. Mick's eyes widened a little and he swipes the cupcake, making a small amused noise.
Good. Good friend.]
Nah but I'll pretend. He better be able to take care of her.
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[With a shrug Leonard climbs onto the bed completely, over Mick on the other side of the bed, so he can stretch out next to him. He drapes one leg across his thigh and looks up at the ceiling, not close enough to touch Mick, but close enough to feel his warmth. Familiar.]
She'll be fine.
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[Like with Lisa. Mick arguable took it the hardest when she grew up. Mostly out of fear of horny teenage boys. Mick settles himself back so he's leaning nearby, comfortable and slightly less headachey as he finishes off his second cupcake.]
She's a good kid. [There's a pause.] I made her cry.
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[Which is why Leonard refrains from mentioning the times that he made her cry, especially since he doubts that really compares.]
What did you do?
[He can guess, but they're communicating. So here he is, listening.]
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[She seemed like a scrappy little think.]
Burnt a lot of shit. You probably saw. You got like a sixth sense for that kind of shit.
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[And, yes, he does have a sixth sense for it.]
You don't wanna lose control around a kid like that, Mick. Be careful.
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[Obviously. He did seem, in general, more at ease and calmer than he'd been in a long time. There was almost like a weight lifted from him.]
She keeps trying to empathise with me in this weird way. It's ... strange.
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[Leonard rolls to the side, propping his elbow up on the bed and leaning his head against his hand. He looks at Mick, leaving a lot of things unsaid. What else is new?]
She thinks she's got a lot in common with you. Us.
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[Mick did find her kind of endearing. She had a Lisa type vibe he thought was kind of cute, like her early stages before she'd properly rebelled. Back when the rebel thing was cute.]
She wanted to understand fire.
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[Leonard shrugs, not going down the Lisa path more than necessary. Lisa before the awful relationships and drugs and everything else she's done for a while. Though she's come back around. His sister will be fine, even without him.
She'd have to be.]
If it scared her, she understands pretty well.
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[He wasn't a good person.
Or at least, he didn't feel like a good person. He mostly just felt like a bit of a loser. He used to think of himself as a bad person but these days, he didn't really do that right.]
She needs a better role model. Like you. You ain't perfect but you hide it better.
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[Leonard reaches out to swipe some crumbs from Mick's lower lip with his thumb, letting his hand linger on the side of his face.]
But it ain't a contest. It's you and me, Mick. Guess she'll have us both. Just wait till you meet her best friend.
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[Leonard was the one who died saving everyone, Mick was the one who became a brainwashed bounty hunter. He looks at Leonard and rolls his eyes, knowing that matter who was worse, they'd end up doing it as a team. They usually did. Especially now.]
Nope. Nu-uh, no more kids. I ain't playing babysitter any more.
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[He just smirks in answer to the protest and slowly pulls his hand back, fingers curling in on themselves.]
Go brush your teeth and take a shower. You're killing the reunion vibe.
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[Mick gestures vaguely.]
Don't wanna. [There's a beat.] You can't make me.
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He can take that on.]
Right.
[He rolls over on his back and sits up a little, leaning on his elbows and looking over at Mick.]
Might join.
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He will resist
Damn.] Cheater.
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Guilty.
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[Mick frowns and with great effort, gets to his feet and treks to the shower, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it lazily on the floor, already dropping his pants.]
Like I care. We're all winners here.
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I'll say.
[And that's that.]