David's wearing a plain black T-shirt and jeans so old they're practically diaphanous. He lets himself in and closes the door.
Becky's a little more... up than he was expecting. David leans against the wall next to the door and watches her for a moment, then realizes he's standing next to the window he broke.
"I think so," she says, walking back over. There's a teensy hint of a limp in her stride. She takes off her hat and messes with her hair a little bit, trying to get it to lay down.
"Claire said it was here last Monday."
There's some new furniture laying about, as well as a few get well presents; flowers and stuffed animals and etc. The apartment is blessedly empty, for once.
Becky's been staring at the wall for about five minutes now, quiet. She's not unhappy--far from it--but her train of thought has brought her to kind of a strange place for this moment.
She snuggles a little closer to David and pulls up the sheet a bit.
"This is strange, but... is it weird to be worried about Yoko? With this whole Kevin thing?"
After a, um, workout, followed by five minutes of silence, David has to force himself to come out of a half-doze. Then he blinks for a second while he realizes what the question was.
"Y'should be worried about Kevin," he says, finally. "He fucks this up, I'll kill whatever Yoko leaves alive."
Becky makes a little sound of agreement in her throat. Sounded about right.
She doesn't say anymore; she felt like she was meddling already. Instead, she just gets comfy and tries to doze off herself. It doesn't really work, but at least she was relaxed.
David scoots down a little and puts an arm around her. "She's a smart kid," he says. "Naive as hell, yeah, but you gotta remember she's been through as much shit as I have. Much as you have. I figure Kevin's in over his head."
Of course, the advantage to having his arm around her is it offers opportunities for groping.
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It takes her a few knocks to answer the door. She's wearing a baseball cap, shorts and a t-shirt, and holding a broom. Spring cleaning.
"Oh, hi." She says over the music, and opens the door.
"Come on in."
She runs over and turns the volume down.
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Becky's a little more... up than he was expecting. David leans against the wall next to the door and watches her for a moment, then realizes he's standing next to the window he broke.
"...my glass ever get here?"
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"Claire said it was here last Monday."
There's some new furniture laying about, as well as a few get well presents; flowers and stuffed animals and etc. The apartment is blessedly empty, for once.
"How are you feeling?"
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He looks at the window. "When d'you want me to fix this?"
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She snuggles a little closer to David and pulls up the sheet a bit.
"This is strange, but... is it weird to be worried about Yoko? With this whole Kevin thing?"
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"Y'should be worried about Kevin," he says, finally. "He fucks this up, I'll kill whatever Yoko leaves alive."
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She doesn't say anymore; she felt like she was meddling already. Instead, she just gets comfy and tries to doze off herself. It doesn't really work, but at least she was relaxed.
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Of course, the advantage to having his arm around her is it offers opportunities for groping.
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