I was kind of hoping one of you would be the mature one.
[Sigh.]
Why does it have to be me? I'm not built for this kind of shit but here I am, having to mediate between the two of you like I somehow graduated from the explodey gal to the mom friend.
[Lup shakes her head a bit.]
Just stay away from each other or I swear I'll kick both of your asses.
In my defense, he's the oldest. And he started it.
(It's not too soon to do goofs yet, right?)
It doesn't have to be you, Lup, we can... I mean, we should be handling this ourselves. But thank you for helping, and I'm really glad that he's okay.
As for staying away from each other, I don't think we're going to have a problem with that. (Not while they're both still angry; that, and they're both avoidant people by nature.)
[There's a slight snort at that, and Lup rubs her temples.]
It has to be me. You're burning each other out with anger and guilt and someone's gotta stop it, and you pretty much proved it's not gonna happen by itself.
He'll not forgive you easily, but you both sure as hell don't need to take potshots at each other behind a coffee shop.
I know. It all got... a bit out of hand. (Understatement.)
Seriously though, Lup, don't feel like you need to referee for this. He doesn't want to forgive him, and I get that. I just have to get over it and move on.
I just... I mean, I don't really forgive you for what you did either, Luce, but you're still my friend. I still love you and I want to spend time together. I can't hate you.
(She shifts a little, reaching out to tap the front of her phone so she can swivel the camera around, giving Lup a brief look into her living room. Currently, there's a stack of books piled unsteadily beside an empty bookcase, paper strewn across the couch.
Then, a brief lag, and Lucretia's face appears again, expression sheepish.)
I'm still pulling it all together. Uh, can I say no to the casserole and yes to the potted plant?
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[Sigh.]
Why does it have to be me? I'm not built for this kind of shit but here I am, having to mediate between the two of you like I somehow graduated from the explodey gal to the mom friend.
[Lup shakes her head a bit.]
Just stay away from each other or I swear I'll kick both of your asses.
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(It's not too soon to do goofs yet, right?)
It doesn't have to be you, Lup, we can... I mean, we should be handling this ourselves. But thank you for helping, and I'm really glad that he's okay.
As for staying away from each other, I don't think we're going to have a problem with that. (Not while they're both still angry; that, and they're both avoidant people by nature.)
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It has to be me. You're burning each other out with anger and guilt and someone's gotta stop it, and you pretty much proved it's not gonna happen by itself.
He'll not forgive you easily, but you both sure as hell don't need to take potshots at each other behind a coffee shop.
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Seriously though, Lup, don't feel like you need to referee for this. He doesn't want to forgive him, and I get that. I just have to get over it and move on.
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I just want you both to be safe and move on.
forgive me* up there not him whoops lol
Okay. That's fine, Lup.
We'll be alright. (Maybe.) We just need... we just need time, that's all. Taako most of all.
XD
[Pause.]
...how's your new place? Should I bring some casserole and a potted plant to be an obnoxious visitor?
[Movies, man.]
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(She shifts a little, reaching out to tap the front of her phone so she can swivel the camera around, giving Lup a brief look into her living room. Currently, there's a stack of books piled unsteadily beside an empty bookcase, paper strewn across the couch.
Then, a brief lag, and Lucretia's face appears again, expression sheepish.)
I'm still pulling it all together. Uh, can I say no to the casserole and yes to the potted plant?
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[She doesn't sound it, though. Instead she smiles a little bit.]
It looks good so far, Luce. I'll get you a plant.
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(She's only teasing though, smiling back in response.)
Thanks, Lup. (For everything, really.)
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[She will feed you, dammit.]
...you don't have to thank me. We're good.
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(She nods.)
Okay. And– give him an extra hug for me, would you?
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[Her smile softens a bit.]
I will. He needs them.
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(Just part of the brand, right Lup.)
Yeah... I'd say that he does. (Okay she really has to go before she starts apologizing again.) I'll keep in touch.
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I'll be right here, Luce. Day or night.