Chapter Fifteen

[dead_sirius]

In which Oscar's family descends.

Comments

[bronze_eagle]

OMG, this chapter was perfect for Thanksgiving. *is still getting over being swarmed by the relations*

And yay, Sandman!! <333

You guys rock my socks right out the window.

[danceswchopstck]

Um, is it really possible for people with temperaments like Oscar's to come from families like that? Especially if they are older sons?

As always, I really enjoyed reading this, but this time the cognitive dissonance alarm went off and wouldn't be silenced.

Please take this with however many grains of salt seem appropriate--I'm a lifelong Californian from a fairly repressed family, and I've spent a whole three days in NYC in my life so far. I'm not surprised that NY would have families like that--I do have some really exuberant ex-New-Yorker friends--I just can't figure out how Oscar could have developed (or preserved) his, um, patina in that environment.

But if you tell me it's true, I'll do my best to believe you. :)
And I'll definitely keep reading this, regardless.
Thanks!
DWC

[dead_sirius]

I boggle at the idea of Oscar with a temper. I think if he ever seriously snapped at Portia, she'd be completely at a loss as to how to react :D

[danceswchopstck]

First-hand experience rules--thanks for the info!

[elucreh]

Oh, poor Iz! *adopts him*

And Oscar, to your declaration that you are not sleeping with Felix, I only reply: "Not yet..."

[dbzlives]

Christ, Oscar's family is scary. They're just like mine. (And that is why I go to school 200 miles away, and why I spent Thanksgiving hiding in the basement.)