{ota} rah rah, sis boom bah

[heartvestment]

It's that time of year. Time to field last minute questions, figure out routes for trips, have IDs made and transcripts printed and finalize the decisions of the 18-year-olds in the Deck. It could be worse, Edie can't help but think. There weren't that many kids in each class in the Deck, after all. There could be so many more.

But this number of students committing to colleges is still a hassle, is still something that makes Evangeline Huntly very stressed. Which is why she'll be sitting on a bench in Town, grumbling to herself as she goes through files.

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[unsungheart]

"You only say that because she lets you give her makeovers and I always ran for the hills." Rightfully so, thank you very much. Dillon is not the kind of guy who's going to make guyliner a daily statement.

[heartvestment]

Dillon is not that kind of guy yet. "That. That, and she's actually my biological sister, dude."

[unsungheart]

Keep trying, Edie. It's still no. "Yeah, yeah, that tiny little detail."

[heartvestment]

"So we're going out tonight for definite, then? You rock, Dilloon. Like, seriously."

[unsungheart]

"Of course we are, Edoom." One terrible nickname deserved another. "I'll buy the first round."

[heartvestment]

"Where're you getting this money from? Aren't you too young to be employed?" Such a silly little boy. She is getting to her feet for the sole purpose of hair ruffle.

[unsungheart]

Such a sidelong look, Edie. "You might remember that they have me managing Heartsong while they hope that I remember my ambitions and deepest desires and go back to challenging up to the stratosphere." Okay, they don't say all of that out loud.

[heartvestment]

"I like you where you are. It keeps the family balanced out. We need middling people like you, Dillon. Really." She's absolutely teasing, of course.