Seth came out of the bedroom, looking over at Summer.  He didn’t know how to be there for her after Frances’ body had been found.  He didn’t know if he should go visit Jamie and see if he even knew.  He wasn’t good at this part. The pain. He was better at revenge. And he wanted it badly.

“it’s quieter up here. kind of.” mehira commented quietly as she walked through the sliding door that led onto the balcony. she’d wandered back inside the grab them a blanket and another beer for summer but she was aware she’d probably been a bit longer than was normal. she’d spent a while just looking in the mirror... staring and trying to tell what her reflection was thinking because she wanted to know what she was thinking and then when she’d got into the kitchen she’d sort of just stared into the fridge and read the label on one of the tubs eight times while thinking about their day. the weather had been lovely. summer had looked so beautiful. they’d gone bowling and got lunch. london was frighteningly loud but whenever they’d got to a busy intersection, summer had held her hand and claimed her attention or led them in another direction. and as difficult as it was... as hard as living with a development disability could be... mehr always tried to see the positives amongst the challenges. london was loud but it was exciting. there were a lot of different people but she loved the potential of lots of cultures and stories. london could be dirty but it could be equally beautiful. and as scary as it was, she had summer who always made challenges more manageable.... even after everything they’d been coming to terms with over the past few months. “here. nice and cold.” she told summer as she held out the beer to her. she couldn’t help herself but the other hand brushed across summer’s hair. oh she loved those curls.  “thought you were gonna play your guitar for me... is that why you wanted another drink?” she asked as she sat down, feeling the seat rock beneath them. she pulled the blanket over their laps and then reached for her own drink, cradling it between her long fingers. @canthelps​

summer: can we do something this weekend?????