She's from the same 'when' as me, so... I'm gonna say explosion. But she's okay. I patched her up, the injuries she had when she turned up weren't fatal. I think she might try to outdrink me tonight.
[It is, in fact, hours before she turns up, well after midnight by the time she nudges Tom's door open without knocking. She's been staying there to lay low long enough now that she's comfortable letting herself in, but she takes extra care in making sure the door closes quietly behind her when she does so, just in case he's already sleeping.]
Tommy?
[She keeps her voice low, barely above a whisper as she turns to face the room.]
[It's dark. He's in bed, face down, curled around a pillow and burrowed deep into the nest. Drifting between actual sleep and I've Gotten Used To Sleeping With Someone Where Are They non-sleep.]
[She smiles to herself in the darkness, the slip from earlier not forgotten, but the stress it had caused having at least momentarily slipped her mind. She makes her way over to the dresser and opens the drawer she's been helping herself to since she's started hiding out here, quickly changing out of her clothes and into the tank top and shorts (if they could be called shorts) that serve as pajamas before padding her way over to the bed, barefoot.]
Hey.
[She doesn't necessarily want to wake him, but she gets the feeling he'll start to stir momentarily as she lifts the edge of the blanket and slips into the nest beside him, gently ruffling his hair before settling in.]
[And he does, rolling slightly to the side to make more room for her. Tom grunts and holds out a sleepy hand to search for her as she gets into the bed.]
[She takes his hand and guides it around her waist as she pulls herself close, stifling a yawn.]
Good... she's sleeping now. Pretty exhausted. I'll check in with her in the morning, but... she's taking everything about as well as could be expected.
[She grins to herself as she burrows a little further beneath the blankets, letting him pull her against him and reaching up to give him a kiss before tucking her head against his chest. She'd always thought it would be weird, sharing your sleeping space with someone else, but now she's pretty sure that if she had to go a night without it, she would miss it too much.]
Mm, about a quarter 'til one, I think.
[She puts an arm around his waist and lets her fingers splay against his lower back, making herself comfortable and enjoying the circle of warmth he provides.]
You're pretty talky. Can't have been sleeping that long, I guess.
[Which is enough said, right? He's noted it before, but having carried terrible sleep patterns most of his adult life it's almost amazing the way he just drifts to sleep when she's there. He can't remember sleeping so well without the help of medication. And it's that much harder to actually sleep when she's not.]
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Date: 2013-10-11 04:17 pm (UTC)Showed up in pretty bad shape... guess I'm not too surprised.
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Date: 2013-10-11 04:25 pm (UTC)text;
Date: 2013-10-11 04:27 pm (UTC)But she's okay. I patched her up, the injuries she had when she turned up weren't fatal.
I think she might try to outdrink me tonight.
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Date: 2013-10-11 04:30 pm (UTC)text;
Date: 2013-10-11 04:34 pm (UTC)She'll want to meet you before long, fair warning.
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Date: 2013-10-11 04:52 pm (UTC)text;
Date: 2013-10-11 05:08 pm (UTC)[Dean, primarily. Of course, Jo's just like her.]
I just know you didn't sign on to meet parents, considering our surroundings.
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Date: 2013-10-11 05:11 pm (UTC)text;
Date: 2013-10-11 05:13 pm (UTC)[To be honest, she's kind of nervous, too.]
You know she's never met one of my boyfriends before?
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Date: 2013-10-11 05:37 pm (UTC)text;
Date: 2013-10-11 05:43 pm (UTC)[She's pretty sure Ellen would have responded to Jo and Dean's brief relationship with a resounding 'OH HELL NO.']
I've just never had one before. Not a real one, I mean.
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Date: 2013-10-11 09:23 pm (UTC)I'm worried.. Do you think she'll hate me because I look like Dean?
The obvious reasons.
I've never had a real boyfriend either if that helps any.
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Date: 2013-10-11 10:05 pm (UTC)Don't worry, okay? She's tough at first but she'll probably adopt you like she adopts everyone else. I love you, so she will too.
[She sends that message off and it takes a whole ten seconds for it to register that she just--
Crap.]
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Date: 2013-10-12 01:39 am (UTC)I try.
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Date: 2013-10-12 01:51 am (UTC)Mission accomplished, I'd say.
I'm going to get her settled. Maybe I'll see you in a few hours?
[Just gonna gloss right over that slip, okay?]
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Date: 2013-10-12 10:37 am (UTC)[YYeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaahhh... And tbh some space to process that slip is welcomed.]
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Date: 2013-10-12 04:31 pm (UTC)[It is, in fact, hours before she turns up, well after midnight by the time she nudges Tom's door open without knocking. She's been staying there to lay low long enough now that she's comfortable letting herself in, but she takes extra care in making sure the door closes quietly behind her when she does so, just in case he's already sleeping.]
Tommy?
[She keeps her voice low, barely above a whisper as she turns to face the room.]
Action; SO SUPER SRS
Date: 2013-10-12 07:46 pm (UTC)Nngh.
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Date: 2013-10-12 11:30 pm (UTC)Hey.
[She doesn't necessarily want to wake him, but she gets the feeling he'll start to stir momentarily as she lifts the edge of the blanket and slips into the nest beside him, gently ruffling his hair before settling in.]
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Date: 2013-10-12 11:46 pm (UTC)Hey.
[Brain functioning at 50%]
How's your mom?
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Date: 2013-10-13 12:05 am (UTC)Good... she's sleeping now. Pretty exhausted. I'll check in with her in the morning, but... she's taking everything about as well as could be expected.
[It's tough to swallow.]
Have you been trying to sleep long?
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Date: 2013-10-13 12:50 am (UTC)I dunno.. What time is it?
[He might have been laying there for twenty minutes or three hours, he isn't sure.
But he pulls her in to snuggle.]
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Date: 2013-10-13 12:57 am (UTC)Mm, about a quarter 'til one, I think.
[She puts an arm around his waist and lets her fingers splay against his lower back, making herself comfortable and enjoying the circle of warmth he provides.]
You're pretty talky. Can't have been sleeping that long, I guess.
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Date: 2013-10-13 01:04 am (UTC)[Which is enough said, right? He's noted it before, but having carried terrible sleep patterns most of his adult life it's almost amazing the way he just drifts to sleep when she's there. He can't remember sleeping so well without the help of medication. And it's that much harder to actually sleep when she's not.]
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