[ maybe this is the point where she's supposed to say thank you for braiding my hair while making sure i didn't get vomit in it, or be on her way, or tell her dad where she actually is so he can come get her. but herc's voice is sharp and agitated, and she barely cares to follow his orders when he's trying to be kind to her; when he's actively angry, she's much more inclined to just ignore him.
besides yancy becket is being kind and hospitable, offering coffee, ] No, that shit's awful — [ and back in the phone again ] — I wasn't talking to you. [ and getting up to make it no matter what kind of face she's making. and she can sit in the warm spot he left behind and listen to herc yap at her without really listening.
there's a lot of swearing, a few declarations of i'm a big girl, a lot of eye rolling, and a lot of chuck curling up with her knees to her chest in faux comfort (because no matter how angry you perpetually are with your father, it still hurts when he's angry with you) and eventually they hang up and chuck remembers that she's sitting grumpily in yancy becket's bed and wow, that's weird. maybe she should have taken him up on that coffee, because her mouth kind of tastes like stale vomit and that's gross. is it too much to ask to use his toothbrush? probably.
whenever he returns, she's still sitting criss-cross applesauce in his bedclothes, hair ruffled and chewing the inside of her lip because explaining herself sounds almost as bad as apologizing or thanking him. ]
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besides yancy becket is being kind and hospitable, offering coffee, ] No, that shit's awful — [ and back in the phone again ] — I wasn't talking to you. [ and getting up to make it no matter what kind of face she's making. and she can sit in the warm spot he left behind and listen to herc yap at her without really listening.
there's a lot of swearing, a few declarations of i'm a big girl, a lot of eye rolling, and a lot of chuck curling up with her knees to her chest in faux comfort (because no matter how angry you perpetually are with your father, it still hurts when he's angry with you) and eventually they hang up and chuck remembers that she's sitting grumpily in yancy becket's bed and wow, that's weird. maybe she should have taken him up on that coffee, because her mouth kind of tastes like stale vomit and that's gross. is it too much to ask to use his toothbrush? probably.
whenever he returns, she's still sitting criss-cross applesauce in his bedclothes, hair ruffled and chewing the inside of her lip because explaining herself sounds almost as bad as apologizing or thanking him. ]