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alt_ernativeSo how was it that you kept your heart and/or brain from exploding when your girlfriend suddenly showed up in New York again? You know, just out of curiosity.
Sep. 28th, 2016
alt_ernative
Billy--the Kaplan house
Sep. 28th, 2016 02:57 amalt_ernative"Hi Mrs. Kaplan, is Billy home?" He didn't care that it was like he was 16 all over again. He didn't care that she must be beyond shocked to see him standing at the door--did Billy ever tell her what happened, really, or had she been in the dark like Teddy? All he cared about was getting down the hall to Billy's room without running away or spontaneously combusting or turning into a duck.
Teddy opened Billy's door without knocking, shutting it again, locking it. They were old enough now that there were no longer rules against being alone together, they'd been alone together for years, it was too late to take any of that back. But even if they weren't, it wouldn't matter. He'd take any punishment or scolding they could throw at him if he could just get out what he needed to say.
"I don't care if it's real, okay? I believe that it's real, more than I've believed in anything else, but in the end it doesn't matter. I want it anyway. I want you anyway."
Teddy opened Billy's door without knocking, shutting it again, locking it. They were old enough now that there were no longer rules against being alone together, they'd been alone together for years, it was too late to take any of that back. But even if they weren't, it wouldn't matter. He'd take any punishment or scolding they could throw at him if he could just get out what he needed to say.
"I don't care if it's real, okay? I believe that it's real, more than I've believed in anything else, but in the end it doesn't matter. I want it anyway. I want you anyway."
Letter to Emma c/o the Frost's lawyer
Sep. 28th, 2016 09:58 pmfrostyfeelingsDear Emma,
I didn't know how best to get a hold of you, so I figured this would be the safest bet.
I thought it was only fair to let you know that I'm back in New York. I'm not looking for anything from you, so you don't have to worry about that--not that you'd ever let someone see you sweat. I just thought it was fair you heard it from me first.
I put all my contact info at the bottom of this letter, in case you're interested. If you're not, that's fair. I don't have any expectations of you, and I don't mean that as an insult. I'm just trying not to make assumptions or take anything for granted.
I hope you're well, and I do mean that.
Your sister,
Cordelia
I didn't know how best to get a hold of you, so I figured this would be the safest bet.
I thought it was only fair to let you know that I'm back in New York. I'm not looking for anything from you, so you don't have to worry about that--not that you'd ever let someone see you sweat. I just thought it was fair you heard it from me first.
I put all my contact info at the bottom of this letter, in case you're interested. If you're not, that's fair. I don't have any expectations of you, and I don't mean that as an insult. I'm just trying not to make assumptions or take anything for granted.
I hope you're well, and I do mean that.
Your sister,
Cordelia
Text to Dom
Sep. 28th, 2016 10:42 pmfrostyfeelingsSo, I'm going to go have lunch with Emma. You need to call me like an hour into it to make sure I'm still alive, okay?