Since the full moon, Sebastian had been alternately attempting not to move and dealing with things he didn't have the energy to deal with. He hadn't had any rest, it seemed, since his birthday. He'd spent most of the night uncharacteristically outside, pacing the estate and listening carefully for any sign of danger. He'd been useless, in the end,
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Chewing, he swallowed to bite he'd almost forgotten he'd taken.
"Couldn't sleep." He shrugged and held the sandwich up a little. "Which seems to be catching. Why are you up?"
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While the two of them were still working everything out it felt like they were steadily making progress, the tension slowly fading since her birthday. It was moments like this that her stomach twisted up, a wave of nostalgia washing over her, and she felt hopeful that they could reconnect.
And all over a stupid strawberry cream cheese sandwich.
"The same, mostly," she told him before nodding towards the items left out. "Did you know I was coming down for one of those?"
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Maybe they weren't exactly to the place where they could joke about how much he'd kept from her - both intentionally and not. They were getting there, though, and that was essentially Sebastian admitting he knew where his mistakes were.
"Or I still like these when things are weird. But this one's mine. You're on your own," he teased. It was true, though. He didn't like to hang onto too many of their family traditions. These stupid sandwiches had been something their mother had craved when pregnant with Samantha and somehow that had carried over to it being a favorite snack and comfort food for all three of the Daley siblings.
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