sunday week 2 (cradle project private convo, fiona & dave)
[ so, dave retreats to his room for a bit after all. that. he'll hang with roxy tomorrow night probably, but after an enforced sleepover and so much time in a room with so many people, he's down for some alone time.
also, he's still trying to avoid the Talk about who he wants to see shirtless. fuck his life.
so when there's a knock at the door he pauses and goes "shit" mentally before realizing it wasn't to the tune of some old cartoon theme song, which is roxy's usual go to. so it's someone else. he goes to open the hatch door whatever the fuck it is and sees... ]
Oh, hey, Fi. What's up?
also, he's still trying to avoid the Talk about who he wants to see shirtless. fuck his life.
so when there's a knock at the door he pauses and goes "shit" mentally before realizing it wasn't to the tune of some old cartoon theme song, which is roxy's usual go to. so it's someone else. he goes to open the hatch door whatever the fuck it is and sees... ]
Oh, hey, Fi. What's up?

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[ he actually seems a little unsettled by the nice since. it's not like his experience with adult guardians is a good one THANKS FOREVER BRO. he doesn't seem to mind her being in his room, though - he wouldn't have let her in if he did. ]
We'll do our best to help out, too? Like. Mom and I are not into the murder lifestyle. We're into the fucking the rules and getting out of here with everyone intact lifestyle.