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“excuse me?” estella sneered. “you can see her when she wakes up. she hasn’t slept much, she’s still a little shaken up. i’m trying to take care of her, you should want her to be resting and getting better if you actually care.”

“JESUS, obviously i care about her. you really think i would be fighting you right now if i didn’t? i just want to see my girlfriend. i won’t even wake her up, okay? can i just see her?”

ever since maddie had gotten released from the hospital estella had been acting as her own personal nurse. she took that role very seriously. when she heard a knock on the door she went to answer it. “yes,” she nodded and stepped outside, closing the door behind her, “can’t do that. she’s asleep.”

“what the fuck?” he asked, shaking his leg impatiently. “are you kidding? it’s not like i’m going to take her out around town. i just want to see her.” he said. “and shouldn’t she be deciding if she wants to see me or not instead of having you decide for her?”

preston had been locked up in the safe house the past few days, and to say he’d be anxiously waiting to get out had been an understatement. this made him all the more impatient when estella opened the door and not maddie. “estella?” he asked, a bit confused. “can you move?”

“One of my coworkers saw my nails and we had a really awkward moment of him trying to assure me that he supports me. And that’s how I know that it’s really June.”

“what’s so interesting about your nails?”

“You could always tell her we’re related or something,” City shrugged, as she put her bag down and sat next to him. “I didn’t do anything, I just– my dad’s a dick.”

“she’s not going to believe that. she probably has all my families names in a folder or some shit.” he rolled his eyes. “well, clearly. he just kicked you out for nothing?”

“C’mon, it’ll just be for a night or two,” City said, trying to convince them to let her spend the night. “I’ll give you a couple dime bags if you let me crash here, on the house,” she offered, “if you want them, that is.”

“fine.” he sighed. “but try to avoid mrs gardner, i don’t need to explain to her how i know you. what did you even do to not be able to be in your own house?”

“i’m trying to get in my zone right now - I have an audition tomorrow. would you read lines with me please?”

“uh, sure?”

“can you believe people were giving out free yorkie pups? they were gunna be abandoned if no one got em’ - so I got one.”

“just giving ‘em away? are you sure they don’t have a disease?”

“well yeah, but that’s mostly out of boredem. i do say so.”

“alright. then what fun thing can we do that’ll keep you from getting bored and wanting to break your leg.”

“yeah, they’re most likely used to getting everything they want as soon as they order it. sorry you had to deal with that.” 

“someone needs to teach them otherwise. it’s alright, not your fault.”

“aw damn dude, i’m sorry to hear that. i bet it sucks that you have to be nice when some people like that are so rude to you. i would have left a nice tip and would have been nice to you. i’m a patient person.”

“it’s the fucking worst. everyone thinks they deserve to be treated like royalty, it’s almost comical. thanks. i’ll make sure you’re at my station if you ever come by.”

“y’sure about that?” she raised her eyebrows. “some of this stuff turns out to be true, or at least somewhat true.”

“do you think this is true or somethin’?”

“Sometimes you cannot please everyone.”

“i realize that. i’d still like a tip for having to deal with them.”