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cheerleader) wrote2022-09-12 07:13 pm
cheerleader) wrote2022-09-12 07:13 pm
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Eddie?
[Chrissy calls out after him, knowing it's rude to follow him toward what must be his bedroom. The trailer is small and cozy, but it feels like a home. She doesn't want to intrude on that. They have a vibe going, something flirtatious and new. But that doesn't give her the right to chase after him and barge in on his personal space. Especially given the fact she's pretty sure he's only being nice to her to sell her drugs.
Then again, he isn't taking her money. This one's on the house. So maybe all that smiling and flirting was real. Thinking that makes her take a cautious step toward the tiny hallway that leads back where he is.]
Eddie, did you find it?
[She sounds increasingly anxious and worried, and decides that standing there alone like this is an invitation for the things that have been plaguing her mind to come back and haunt her. Chrissy tucks her hands further into the sleeves of her cheer uniform and hurries back toward where she can hear him rustling around. Her head peeks through the doorway of his room, and she tries to smile so he won't know just how anxious she's feeling. ]
You found it, right?
[Chrissy calls out after him, knowing it's rude to follow him toward what must be his bedroom. The trailer is small and cozy, but it feels like a home. She doesn't want to intrude on that. They have a vibe going, something flirtatious and new. But that doesn't give her the right to chase after him and barge in on his personal space. Especially given the fact she's pretty sure he's only being nice to her to sell her drugs.
Then again, he isn't taking her money. This one's on the house. So maybe all that smiling and flirting was real. Thinking that makes her take a cautious step toward the tiny hallway that leads back where he is.]
Eddie, did you find it?
[She sounds increasingly anxious and worried, and decides that standing there alone like this is an invitation for the things that have been plaguing her mind to come back and haunt her. Chrissy tucks her hands further into the sleeves of her cheer uniform and hurries back toward where she can hear him rustling around. Her head peeks through the doorway of his room, and she tries to smile so he won't know just how anxious she's feeling. ]
You found it, right?
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But Eddie has been successful in locating it, and in the process manages to grab a cassette tape and shoves it right in his tape deck. It's stupid, but he can tell Chrissy is nervous being here. She had been nervous meeting him at the picnic tables, and he can only guess that whatever it is that has been causing her to have such trouble sleeping is worse than the possibility that Eddie will turn out to be a worse dude than she probably has imagined her to be.
This whole thing has been weird from the start. Chrissy Cunningham of all people. Standing in the middle of his living room waiting to finish off a drug deal.
Or at least pick up the promised drugs because she seems so shaken up that he can't in good conscience charge her for this. ]
Aha! Got it! [ The cassette tape starts to play Carly Simon. It's a mixtape his mom made him before she passed away, and before his dad completely lost it, pushing him into petty thievery and nearly giving him a criminal record before he turned fifteen. And now, he hopes this mixtape brings some semblance of peace to Chrissy as he scrambles back to the living room. ]
Can I, uh, get you anything else?
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