a friend in need's a friend indeed

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WHO: elliot alderson & sarissa theron.
WHERE: elliot's place.
WHEN: day or two after this post.
WHAT: Sarissa goes to crash at Elliot's because she's being terrible to everyone. Also meeting internet friends irl, rad.
WARNINGS: who knows, I'll update as necessary.





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Maternal grandmother. I mean, yia yia doesn't mean maternal grandmother specifically, but that's who she is.

( Sarissa pauses for a moment, leaning against the counter. )

Yeah. Spent a lot of weekends at the farm with her. Taught me Greek, taught me cooking, made me dress up half decent and go to church. Gave me her engagement ring.

( She clacks her tongue bar against the back of her teeth for an exaggerated sort of tut at herself. ) She's a pretty great old lady. Hadn't spoken to her for a long while before coming here, but. ( An exhale that's stronger than normal, but doesn't quite fall into the territory of a sigh or a huff. ) Hows about you? Close to any of your grandparents?

[raw]

No.

[ He's smiling a little hearing about it. ]

Don't really have any extended family. Dad's parent died before I was born, Mom's... were back in Egypt, I think?

[ So that's a depressing answer. He shrugs, folds his arms. ]

She sounds cool though. Except for the church thing.

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That sucks. Or— well. ( She makes a face, and amends: ) It sucks if it bothers you.

( Family was complicated and messy. Her favourite family was the one she had here, and technically they weren't actually related. Fun times. )

Honestly, I think I was more into the church stuff than she was. I think she just went to... keep in touch with Greek stuff, y'know? Community and that.

[raw]

It bothers me sometimes. But I don't know if I could have handled more shitty family than I already got, so it's probably for the best.

[ As for Church... he tends to keep his opinions on god to himself in case he pisses people off, so he finds a way to change the topic. ]

So you can pick any bedroom you want. There's like, four free. I dunno when the sheets were changed last so we should probably do that laundry like, now.

[ By we he means I since she's cooking. ]

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Here bloody here. I'm— ( she frowns a little, rubbing the back of her neck as she pauses, so that she seems to hang awkwardly in how she holds herself, strange angles and caught midway in motion. )

If I had to give up seeing any other member of my family again, but be able to stay with my sisters? I'd do it in a heartbeat.

( Which makes the present situation of pissing them off more stupid, really, and she shrugs, as shakes her head a little and tries to remember how to move. )

Which one has the best view? Morning light? ( she's going for charmingly and playfully obnoxious, but maybe just manages to pass for "needs a nap, needs very much nap." )

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[ Definitely that last thing. ]

Right now you look like you're going to try and fall asleep in my kitchen. Don't do that.

[ Come on, he's going to ty and find some linen that isn't now part of the lounge room topography, and then pick a room for her — but he gets stuck on step one and eventually just steers her (untouchingly) over to the blanket fort. ]

Here. Lie down for a while, okay.

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I have heard that standard kitchen cabinets are very comfy, actually.

( The actually sounds more like akshully, run together with tiredness, and she rubs a hand over her eyes. Maybe defeat is wise. Maybe defeat is inevitable.

Normally - pre-death, sans-exhaustion - she'd have a good quip for this moment. Despite everything (herself included), there's still a very slight smile. )

You ever heard you're an attentive host?

( Oh my god she is so tired, she's just going to pull off her shoes before she crawls in. )

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No.

[ It's not that he doesn't get it. He gets it. Tents made out of sheets, attentive. He doesn't give her the satisfaction of groaning though, just closes all the heavy curtains so the room falls dim. ]

I don't host much.

[ Admitted quietly, not sure she'll even hear him. Mostly the only people who stay at his place are the girls who he occasionally sleeps with, and he kicks them out the morning after. ]

I'll come wake you up in a couple of hours.

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( She exhales a breath of laughter, though whether its amusement at her joke or acceptance that it really was that bad is debatable - both are accurate. She doesn't doesn't clarify, just sets down her second show with a quiet sound of relief and all but flops into the sleep fortification. )

You're doin' a good job so far.

( A nod, a sleepy salute, and she is pretty much out of it before she hits the pillow. Skills. )