Not particularly.Though you do happen to be a bit… aggressive in your approach, don’t you think?
Aggressive is the only thing that gets through his thick skull, though.
Plus, maybe he’ll learn to love himself, no matter how many cocks he sucks. That’s an invaluable life lesson, isn’t it?
…That is an excellent point.
Do try to be a touch less caustic? I have a feeling that your…good intentions are lost in his frustrations.
You’re bullying him again, Margaret.
[not mad just concerned ksjgkdkfgd maggie….]
…I’m just stating that he has repressed homoerotic urges.
And a liking for leather.
Is that so very wrong?
Not particularly.
Though you do happen to be a bit… aggressive in your approach, don’t you think?
You’re bullying him again, Margaret.
[not mad just concerned ksjgkdkfgd maggie….]
[Oh god this is just paying off wonderfully skjfhlkasdhg MAGGIE STOP ENJOYING THIS SO MUCH IT’S BADONG.]
Oh, of course; the later it is, the cooler it gets, really. I might even have a large blanket around here somewhere, if you’d like to use that. [WITH HER.]
Well, you could always—
…Good point. I suppose that sort of thing pays useless when you’re alone. But we aren’t, and this is the vital point; I’m half tempted to invite Touchdown and his groupie, just to rub our superior party-holding skills in his face.
[Not like your best friend is currently creeping on you or anything, right? NOEP. NOT LIKE SHE’S HUGGING YOU OR ANYTHING.
…NOT LIKE SHE JUST STARTED RUBBING YOUR SHOULDER AS SHE pretends to TALK ABOUT OTHER SHIT
ok all the homo.]I’m just helping you, but I’m quite sure that we make a fine team. Let’s keep working on reaching normality again together.
That sounds lovely, Margaret. [actually it does, she isn’t lying. wuuu blankets…]
Oh, good lord. I don’t know about that—before the end of the night the two of you would be at each other’s throats, and I doubt I would be up to playing referee.
[Oh gosh, that is actually really relaxing. Alice gives a little contented sigh NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO.]
We’re nearly there, aren’t we? A fine little home, a holiday party. We’re only missing the white picket fence and little dog, really.
[AT LEAST SHE’S BOTHERING WITH THAT INSTEAD OF JUST GOING ‘merry christmas let’s fuck’ LIKE SHE WANTS TO. That would be a good present i think—
At any rate, it’s not so bad being shot down. She thinks that it’s hilarious lasjhdfksdhjgjhksdg Alice bb pls]
As you wish, of course! You look adorable as is. Just offering.
Oh, really? …You always were the social one. I’d be more than glad to have your expertise; I think between the two of us, we should have a postcard perfect little holiday.
[The muscle memory thing doesn’t escape Maggie’s notice, either; she grins, before slinging one arm around Alice’s shoulders NO HOMO.]
You’re picking up on all this normality business better than I ever have, you know. I’m glad that I’m in such wonderful company.
[gsdfkghdnkfs. ;;; no you’re adorable don’t compliment her—for a moment, Alice just looks a bit flustered.]
Thank you. And… we’ll see about that offer, maybe. Later. [ ;]]]]]]]—wait waht]
And I would be more than happy to share it. I can’t do much else with that sort of knowledge, can I?
[Alice blinks at that hand GSDFSDSNGHKFJSDFSJKD NO HOMO???? but relaxes after the initial shock. it’s cool. stay cool. you just made out with your best friend is all relax alice it’s cool.]
Even I’m surprised at myself. But it really is more your doing than my own efforts, I promise. You’ve helped me more than I can say.
[OH DAMN, PLANS FOILED.]
I’m glad to hear. It can get awfully nippy, this time of year.
Though, if you do need warming up, I’m sure I can help out.
I have plenty of sweaters, after all.
Hm…I think that tinsel and a roaring fire would be nice. Anything to make this place feel festive, since admittedly I haven’t had the time to decorate.
It’s either that or I sit down with the paper and craft knives and make snowflakes like I’m five again.
And rest assured, there will be presents. And music, of course. …I haven’t planned out the food yet, though…
[She looks half-embarrassed about not being on top of things, since this’ll be their first Christmas together in forever.] I’ll fix that, however. This is going to be the best damned Christmas, I promise you.
[OH MY GOD MARGARET ARE YOU FUCKING FLIRTING
YES YOU ARE FUCKING FLIRTING GKSNDFKSFNDHMKS.]
…One sweater will be enough for now, thank you. And if not, I’m sure I’ll manage. [god she forgot how to flirt MARGARET WHAT.]
I’d be happy to help with the decorations and—well, the rest of it, really. I’ve hosted more than a few Christmas parties in my day; it should come back to me easily, I’m sure. Like muscle memory.
[And you can bet your sweet lolita ass she will be getting more mistletoe.]
[Gotta have hideous sweaters in December YOU JUST GOTTA.
And there’s no doubt that Margaret’s sourced some sort of ironically terrible lolita brand or something, so this shit still cost a mint.
She is going to wear it every day, just to get her money’s worth.]
And you, though I imagine that it’s not got the pedigree that mine has.
I’m not complaining. Yours still looks suitably out there, for the general mood. I wonder if it’s warm enough, though?
[MARGARET WHAT ARE YOU DOING.]
At any rate, I haven’t had the chance to do any of this Christmas nonsense. Should we engage in frivolities, since we’re…Roomies, now?
[……………..whAT ARE YOU INSINUATING MARGARET?????]
I’m plenty warm, I promise you. Thank you for your concern.
Roommates, yes. Where were you thinking to start on these frivolities? Carols? Presents?
[don’t say mistletoe, don’t say mistletoe.]
…Decorations?
[Shit, son. It doesn’t even matter that she’s wearing a hideous sweater as an ironic fashion statement.
Though the pompoms are adorable.
STILL.
For once she’s in a good mood. I WONDER HWY…..]
[She’s wearing a horrible sweater too! There are little white snowmen on it.
…she actually thinks the tackiness is kind of charming in a weird way. alice baby just no. But that’s not quite as important as noticing that, yes, those pompoms ARE adorable.]
That is quite the sweater you’re wearing, Margaret.
[She doesn’t even pause to think about it.]
I’m in no position to refuse your generosity. Even if I did have the resources… I would, honestly, not prefer to live alone. [Not anymore, anyway. She got more than enough of that when she was in the UAA.] And I don’t see the harm in letting a dear friend do my hair for me, either.
By the way, you were never useless. If… I gave you the impression that you were, in my weakness… I apologize.
Was that an answer to the affirmative? I admit, I was bracing myself for rejection here.
…Do you mind having instruments littered everywhere? I’ve had not much else to occupy myself, so I’ve started collecting what I can. I’ll not play at night, like I’m used to; you’ll probably want to sleep like a sane person—
You realise that you’ll be my first roomie ever, of course. Not that this is a problem; I certainly have the room. Just…This is going to be interesting, isn’t it? I might even make a habit of doing your hair, since it sounds like it shall be one eternal sleepover.
[Finally, she turns around and raises an eyebrow, which is totally contradicting the giddy mess she’s dissolving to inside omgomg]
It’s alright. I just refuse to be the silly nit of a girl that I was before.
I haven’t got anywhere else to go, really.
No—no, that won’t be a problem at all. Don’t trouble yourself, I can sleep through that as well.
… [Alice smiles a little and hands Margaret the hairbrush.]
A pair of grown women having sleepovers still sounds a bit silly. But I believe we should at least be allowed that much, now.
