𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖚𝖒

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“Do you think I can’t handle a hit?” Tilting her nose slightly as though offended, when she knew full well the answer was no. “Your drink could always be a glass of water?” The words light as she gave a small shrug, feeling a little better that he truly didn’t seem in too bad of a mood after everything. “I’m... Well not fine, but I will be. It happens on occasion, you need to learn to shrug it off don’t you?”

“I’ve lost my own car in a parking garage before, with my luck if I tried any form of vehicle damage, it’d be the wrong one.” Words that weren’t as hyperbolic as she’d like them to be. “Thank you.” Forcing a smile onto her face, before taking a large drink from the glass. “You didn’t have to replace it you know? Pretty sure most would admonish my actions, not encourage them.” 

“God you’re the worst.” The words muttered, and she wasn’t sure if she was trying to throw low punches, or remind herself that she had no reason to still be in the room. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she let her eyes close, taking in a few deep breaths - trying to keep herself calm, and less likely to fully lose her temper and do or say something she couldn’t take back. Running a hand through her hair, she paused hearing his words - making sure her face was void of emotion as she looked back up at him. “How about a deal? You actually get down on your knees and apologise properly, or I’m never giving you a ‘happy ending’ again.”

“A trip’s a trip, business or not right?” It was a horrendous joke, but she’d had enough serious things to deal with lately, that a little levity wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Or at least he hoped so. Financial support was one thing, but he wanted to properly be there for her alongside it. Give her a shoulder when she needed one to cry on, or give her someone to roll her eyes at when she needed someone to joke around with. He wasn’t always the best at finding the balance, but they seemed to be doing well enough that it wasn’t a catastrophic failure. “Machu Picchu is pretty special. Can’t say I have personal experience with Taj Mahal... So how about we put that on our imaginary future plans?” He didn’t exactly have a problem making them real future plans, if things worked out the way she wanted them - celebrations would be in order, but he didn’t want to mention that to her.

Taking back the documents, she turned to place them back on the seat, tucking some stray hair behind her ear - trying not to ponder on being nervous, despite the fact she knew she didn’t have a drop of alcohol in her system. “’Til I hear a beat, got it.” A little nod following the words, shuffling slightly as she took a deep breath, before placing her lips around the nozzle - blowing until she heard the beep, thankful for all the lessons over the years on how to control her breathing. “do you have to do this often? pulling people over?”

“She wasn’t as bad as one of the other ones - need to be thankful for little mercies.” Scrunching his nose in jest as he finished speaking. As many issues as he had with his family, his sisters were always going to matter to him - it was his parents and brother he didn’t mind living his life without. “An unappreciated genius huh?” Quip coming before he looked back into the hall, seeing if anyone else was around. “I can wait until you’re done, if you’d like? Hate to bring up the idea of being alone, and then leaving you alone. I think my plan to go pick up pizza can be pushed back a little.” 

“i thought we were doing the honesty thing with each other, why would i ever lie and say you’re the better whisker?” tsking at the end, before taking another sip of her drink to hide the smile on her face.as much as they’d talked while he was away, it didn’t exactly compare to actually getting to see him. setting her glass back down on the table, she leaned back, letting her head rest against the back of the couch, as she raised one hand to comb through his hair. forcing a pout onto her face, doe eyes found his. “are you saying everything i’ve done isn’t enough to remind you that i love you?” purposely glancing around the room before back at him. “i did have some ideas for later... but you’d have to pick a number between one and three if you wanted a more personal showing of love.” 

“If I was accusing you of something, I would have said it already - I’m not one for wasting my own time. All this is, is a friendly notice that I happen not to trust you, as far as I could throw you. I’m sure you know what they say about keeping enemies close, it works for possible enemies too.” Shrugging at the end, as she moved to tuck some hair behind her ear. “Last I checked you weren’t some illegitimate spawn, which puts us in different categories, considering they can’t very well fire me. Others have proven to be valuable enough a couple colourful words can slip by - you’re still on thin ice, and any little thing can be made into a big deal. If you’ve been listening to gossip, fairly certain you know I have a talent for getting people fired or reassigned.” 

“Hm.... Well if I’ve got ‘quite the reputation’, wouldn’t you have heard I’m not a big fan of ploys?” Cocking her head to the side slightly, perfectly polite smile still on her face. “There’s enough fake people in this world without adding myself to the list. I have better things to do than come up with shitty plots. Though for the record, crass language is very much not tolerated around here.”