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[magnitudes]

Hey, Brianna. ( A long pause. ) Sorry about... all the arson. And stuff. How you goin'?

voice;

[fayzedandconfused]

Oh, hey.

[ Somehow she hadn't really expected to hear from Sarissa again, after the party and the weird... age... stuff. ]

It's cool. Weird stuff happens here. I'm okay.

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[magnitudes]

O— kay.

( "weird stuff happens" oh my god, child )

I mean I think that's a bit of an understatement, but I'm glad you're okay.

[fayzedandconfused]

[ She's from a pocket universe full of mutants and horror, so sue her for not finding Deerington that abnormal. ]

Why wouldn't I be? Why, are you not okay? [ Traumatized by all the latent teenage angst, maybe? Not that Brianna knows what the hell angst means. ]

[magnitudes]

No, no, I'm good. I just— I dunno. I mean, I get that you're used to dealing with a lot, it's just that— I mean this place is a lot too, ain't it?

[fayzedandconfused]

It's better than the place I'm from. [ She pauses, then amends, ] In some ways.

[ Because as bad as the FAYZ is, she has a strange need to defend it. It is, after all, the place she became the most herself. ]

[magnitudes]

( She makes a little sound, thoughtful but quiet. )

Home is still home, right? ( In some ways, says the tiny one, when her home sounded like a total shitshow. ) Well, I'm glad you're okay. Oh, hey, I thought I might do a proper roast this weekend. You wanna swing by, if you don't have other stuff on?

[fayzedandconfused]

A roast? Like meat? Or like when you stand up and hate on someone for an hour?

[magnitudes]

I was thinking like meat, but there's no reason you can't hate on someone if you feel the need.

[fayzedandconfused]

We'll see. But yeah, I could come over.

[ She's trying to be all cool and only vaguely interested in the idea, even though her mouth is already watering just thinking about it. ]

[magnitudes]

Yeah, whenever's good. But if you have a special request for dessert, I could use some ideas. I dunno what to make

( LET HER NURTURE WITH FOOD
like that's the only way she knows how to nurture honestly but she's trying ok )

[fayzedandconfused]

[ Normally she would be Suspicious about Sarissa's motives here, but the food is blinding her. ]

Make brownies. Like a lot of brownies.

[magnitudes]

Brownies, got it. We can do a taste test, maybe. See what recipes the best one. That sound good?

[fayzedandconfused]

Yeah, sure. I didn't know there were that many recipes.

[magnitudes]

Oh, come on. There's the internet. There's a thousand recipes for everything, 'though they ain't necessarily all good.

[fayzedandconfused]

I don't really use the internet.

[ And definitely not for looking up recipes, although maybe she should be, considering most of her meals are coming out of cans right now. ]

text, 6/10.

[oddbod]

[It's taken her almost a week to work herself up to this, and she's still inexplicably nervous.]

How have you been, Brianna?

[The worst that can happen is she gets ignored.]

[fayzedandconfused]

ive been better but i'm fine i guess

[ Can you just feel the teenaged apathy, Clara?? ]

[oddbod]

It’s been a rough few weeks.

[She knows how Brianna is, now. She knows she could lose a limb and still be telling Clara she was fine.

And it is entirely too hot today. What would you say to ice cream?

[fayzedandconfused]

uhh for real?

[oddbod]

Yeah, I'll buy.

I've got something I want to talk to you about. Nothing bad, I promise.

[fayzedandconfused]

[ Well, now she has to weigh the pro of free ice cream vs the con of having to talk to someone she barely knows about some surprise something. Did she vandalize Clara's house somehow without remembering she did it? She said nothing bad, but in Brianna's experience with adults, talks are never good. Then again, she can always run home if things start getting too annoying. ]

ok... should we meet at the ice cream place?

text; un: price is right

[tagartist]

hey so uh
about my having been an insane fucker and like
knocking you out

sorry
that was a dick move

text; un: the breeze

[fayzedandconfused]

[ There's a substantial lag in between the time Brianna gets the text and when she responds to it, mostly because she doesn't know what to say. ]

its whatever
shit happens i guess

[tagartist]

yeah
this place blows like that
i just wanted to make sure you knew it was the town messing with me and not
y’know
me or… whatever ig idk



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