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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 12:52:30 GMT -5
Script was sitting in the parlor, on the big armchair by the window. She'd kicked her shoes off and pulled her legs up to snuggle into the chair, and Ginger was snuggled on her lap. She looked out the window at the lightly falling snow, thinking.
She'd told Sebastian she was pregnant. He more or less had patted her on her head and given her an 'I'm sorry'...and that was it. It was The Break Up all over again -- she collapses emotionally, and he sort of just nods along.
She didn't know how to feel anymore.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 13:02:20 GMT -5
Skittery came back to the house from selling the afternoon edition; it was way too fucking cold outside to be doing anything, but he had to make money somehow. He shook the snow off his coat before taking it off and hanging it up on the coat rack.
He passed the parlor on his way to the stairs, but stopped. He backtracked and stuck his head in the doorway. "Mags?"
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 13:05:59 GMT -5
Maggie turned her head towards the doorway, giving him a small smile when she saw him. "Hey." Things still weren't the same with them. Finally having sex after weeks of not touching each other seemed to do the trick for a few days...but then Goblin had come home shot, and Maggie lost focus again.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 13:10:22 GMT -5
He shoved his hands in his pockets and entered the room, a small, almost shy smile on his face. "How...how're you doing?" He felt like he hadn't seen her in weeks, but it had actually only been less than a day.
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 13:13:28 GMT -5
"I'm...okay, actually." The feeling surprised her. She got up, setting Ginger on the floor before gesturing at the armchair. "Sit?"
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 13:16:54 GMT -5
His smiled widened for a brief moment before he headed over to the armchair, plopping down on it.
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 13:18:18 GMT -5
She smiled at him softly before moving to curl onto his lap, resting her head on his shoulder as she pulled her legs up, draping them over the arm of the chair. "I--I missed you today, Mike..."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 13:22:43 GMT -5
He laid his arm across her legs, his hand resting on her hip. "I missed you, too," he replied, his voice soft. "I wish I didn't have to sell all the time, but..." They could use the money.
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 13:24:38 GMT -5
She nodded. "It's okay, Mike. You have to. I should probably start selling more..." She glanced at him, biting her lip.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 13:29:10 GMT -5
He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, his hand lingering on her cheek. "You don't have to if you don't feel up to it," he assured her. "It's hard work walking all around the city all day. You need to be taking it easy."
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 13:30:58 GMT -5
"We need the money, Michael. We--babies are expensive..." She lifted her eyes to his, leaning her cheek into his touch.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 13:34:34 GMT -5
He furrowed his brow, thinking. "Maybe...you could get a job at a bakery somewhere," he suggested. He liked the idea of that much better than her hawking headlines out on the street.
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 13:36:38 GMT -5
She nodded, putting her hand unconsciously at her belly. There was no bump yet, and she was glad -- it meant she could keep hiding it. "Maybe. I'll look tomorrow, see if I can find something. I--I'd like to start saving some money up."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 13:39:32 GMT -5
He dug into his pocket and scrounged up about half the money he'd made that day. "Here," he said, holding it out to her. "You should hold onto it. I trust you a lot more." He smiled at her, a small chuckle escaping his lips.
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 13:42:13 GMT -5
She blinked at him, then smiled, putting the money in the pocket of her dress. "I'll find an old coffee can and put it there. We'll save up. We--we'll be okay."
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