'cause i'm just holding on for tonight

[coppelganger]

WHO: Sarah + you!
WHERE: Various Porter cities
WHEN: Throughout June
WHAT: Sarah is going through a thing
WARNINGS: Violence, drug use, language

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[coppelganger]

[ Sarah takes the fry and dips it into some ketchup dripping off her burger, then pops it into her mouth. ]

Right, flawless. Shit, Felix is gonna love you.

[magnitudes]

( A grin, pleased, and she idly considers tossing another fry before taking a bite of burger instead. Food is good, yes. Food makes everything better always, yessss. )

What's he like? Aside from flawless, obviously.

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[ Sarah leans back in the booth, smiling. When she talks about Felix, it's clear that she loves him a lot, and this is probably the most sincerely at ease Sarissa's ever seen Sarah when she talks about her family. ]

Oh, Fee's great. He's a starving artist, lives in some shithole loft back in Toronto, paints dicks into everything. He's a sarcastic brat, but he's my voice of reason. Dunno what I'd do without him.

[magnitudes]

( oh my god Felix sounds amazing

Maybe that shows in the way Sarissa's grin brightens before she helpfully offers, )

Look at less artistic dicks, I guess.

[coppelganger]

Guess so. That's one thing I've got over you only children, at least.

[ She's assuming Sarissa is an only child, because all of the other clones she's met have been. And because she's pretty sure Sarissa would have mentioned a sibling during the whole clone reveal thing. ]

[magnitudes]

Hey, I had Nick. I mean, he's my cousin, but we went to school together and that. I can't say he drew dicks on everything, but he was really into drawing on politician's pictures in the paper to make their chins look like ballsacks.

( A moment, and she grins, reminiscing. Fondly: ) What a dickhead.

( And then, she just... stops, refocusing her gaze on Sarah. ) Hey. Does Felix like tea?

( She's going somewhere with this, promise )

[coppelganger]

[ Sarah gives her a wry smile. ] 'Course he likes tea. We're British, you know.

[ She's not sure where Sarissa's going with this question, but she's drunk enough and content enough (now that their conversation has strayed this way) to go with it. ]

[magnitudes]

( Dryly: ) Excuse me for not stereotyping.

( Wow, that'd be like assuming she can fight a crocodile and a dingo and a drop bear all at the same time.
Just because she could doesn't mean it's okay to assume, Christ.

Anyway: ) So like, next time you need a present for him, get him a teapot and a special made tea-cozy thing. The spout could wind up looking like a dick, and it'd keep the tea warm.

( SHE IS A GENIUS )

[coppelganger]

[ Sarah just stares at her. ]

You want me to give my little brother a dick tea-cozy for a gift?

[ Actually, that's something he would love, and the idea is sort of tempting. ]

Well, his birthday's coming up at the end of the month, so maybe.

[magnitudes]

( Sarissa, for her part, just leans back and holds her hands out, palms up. It's a vaguely Jesus-esque sort of pose, except she's got a burger in one hand, and reaches up to take a bite without too much hesitation. )

You can thank me when he loves it, honestly.