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houseofcards_rp2013-02-07 01:32 pm
bluntforces) wrote in houseofcards_rp2013-02-07 01:32 pm
[ota] doesn't matter how you throw me
It's hard being a young person.
At this point, Evan isn't exactly a young person. Not an old person, but finally safely removed from the this way and that way of being a teenaged and recently-teenaged young person. Lots of things are settling into place. Since getting back to Montréal, even, he's even getting his head properly around what his life might look like when he moves back home.
But the Deck is (par for the course these days) not doing well. There's no telling what travel back and forth is going to be like, not really. There's no telling what his mother will say has popped up in the backyard. There's no telling how Elani's going to sound on the phone when he calls.
There's no telling when a giant bouquet of orange lilies and jonquil and white clover is going to show up in the middle of your Intermediate Managerial Accounting and remind you that it's almost Valentine's Day on top of the fact your home is falling to pieces while you're not there and you can't tell anyone about it.
So Evan McCartney? Is playing phone roulette. Not looking at names and numbers so much as hitting at random to make sure that the general population hasn't completely vanished into thin air.
At this point, Evan isn't exactly a young person. Not an old person, but finally safely removed from the this way and that way of being a teenaged and recently-teenaged young person. Lots of things are settling into place. Since getting back to Montréal, even, he's even getting his head properly around what his life might look like when he moves back home.
But the Deck is (par for the course these days) not doing well. There's no telling what travel back and forth is going to be like, not really. There's no telling what his mother will say has popped up in the backyard. There's no telling how Elani's going to sound on the phone when he calls.
There's no telling when a giant bouquet of orange lilies and jonquil and white clover is going to show up in the middle of your Intermediate Managerial Accounting and remind you that it's almost Valentine's Day on top of the fact your home is falling to pieces while you're not there and you can't tell anyone about it.
So Evan McCartney? Is playing phone roulette. Not looking at names and numbers so much as hitting at random to make sure that the general population hasn't completely vanished into thin air.
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"...a little." No harm admitting that, right? "Coming home soon."
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"That all you called for?"
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It's really good to hear Iggy sounding like Iggy.
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"You tell the kiddos it's on next Wednesday, okay?"
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The next day was Valentine's. The likelihood he'd wake up in Riley's bed made escaping quickly seem like a good idea.
"We'll... see."
http://lovestrike.dreamwidth.org/852.html?thread=285012#cmt285012 :D?
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As an after-thought, "plus there's the bouncing alarm clock."
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In case, you know, the Valentine's and the flowers and the problems that came with specifically not dating Riley came to a head.
"Is it the kind with two legs or four?"
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Yes. His mother and Riley would get sick of him.
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