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1/3/14 13:18It's raining outside when Lucy arrives, umbrella in one hand and bag in the other. Her purse, a large messenger bag, is slung haphazardly over one shoulder. Lucy closes her umbrella, stuffs it into her purse, adjusts the bag's strap so it's more comfortable on her shoulder, then raps on the front door.
She bites her lower lip as she waits for an answer, but none comes. She knocks on the door again, hoping that perhaps he was in the shower or that his music was too loud and he just didn't hear it, but still, there's no answer.
If the situation had been different, she might have called her brother in advance of her arrival. But her decision to leave had been a spur-of-the-moment one, and she was sure that he wouldn't approve of it.
"Okay!" she says to herself. She sets her bags down on the ground on the stoop, then sits down right between them. If Tsukasa's not home now, well then, she'll just have to wait for him! Things wouldn't be so bad, after all; a little overhang above provided enough shelter from the rain to keep both Lucy and her things dry.
The longer Lucy sits, though, the more tired she becomes. She had been up all night trying to decide what things to take with her -- and the trip from Vegas to Jersey had been a long one. Before too long, the redhead finds herself quietly dozing off, her head resting against her sturdy suitcase.
She bites her lower lip as she waits for an answer, but none comes. She knocks on the door again, hoping that perhaps he was in the shower or that his music was too loud and he just didn't hear it, but still, there's no answer.
If the situation had been different, she might have called her brother in advance of her arrival. But her decision to leave had been a spur-of-the-moment one, and she was sure that he wouldn't approve of it.
"Okay!" she says to herself. She sets her bags down on the ground on the stoop, then sits down right between them. If Tsukasa's not home now, well then, she'll just have to wait for him! Things wouldn't be so bad, after all; a little overhang above provided enough shelter from the rain to keep both Lucy and her things dry.
The longer Lucy sits, though, the more tired she becomes. She had been up all night trying to decide what things to take with her -- and the trip from Vegas to Jersey had been a long one. Before too long, the redhead finds herself quietly dozing off, her head resting against her sturdy suitcase.
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29/3/14 05:38 (UTC)"Thanks," she says appreciatively, pouring some of the leaves into her own little cat steeper.
"I'm glad that my big brother's so happy," Lucy says, beaming. It was good that he was doing something he enjoyed, even though it was obvious to even Lucy that it wasn't what their parents wanted. "So you really don't mind me staying here?"
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29/3/14 05:54 (UTC)After his tea is ready, Tsukasa will take a sip, thinking. "There will be some rules, though. If I need to work, I've gotta work, no matter how bored you are, and if I tell you that you have to be back at a certain time, you'll be back at that time, understand?" There's also an implied commentary on homework there.
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29/3/14 06:09 (UTC)No matter how much work Tsukasa has, there's no way he'll ever be as preoccupied as mother and father.
Lucy takes a long sip of her beverage. "It's good," she says. It's been awhile since she's been able to drink tea with her brother again.
"That girl," she says, her eyes darting towards the photos on the living room coffee table. "Is she a friend of yours? Or is she just another model? You have a lot of pictures of her." Or so Lucy had noticed.
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29/3/14 06:14 (UTC)And then Lucy had to ruin it. Tsukasa will start to cough a little bit, choking on his tea when his sister asks about the model. "She...she's a friend. A very good friend, and a wonderful model." God, he was glad that he'd already finished the lingerie spread that she'd done. "But, just a friend. We're co-workers, so it just wouldn't be proper." Not that he'd mind, of course.
"Girls like her get hit on all the time by photographers, so I try to just not act like that. I know at least a few of the girls I work with appreciate it."
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29/3/14 07:14 (UTC)Then again, Lucy had zero experience in the love department. If someone was hitting on her, she'd have absolutely no idea -- not unless someone else pointed it out, anyway.
"If you got a girlfriend," Lucy says, hands still cupped around her mug. "I'd be really happy. I always wanted a big sister."
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29/3/14 07:23 (UTC)"Oh, I just remembered, if anyone calls the house and asks for 'Tommy K', that's me. Professional name. Just...don't ask questions about how I'm talking on the phone. It's an image thing, and I really don't like it."
As far as his love life goes, "...Well, I'll be honest, Lucy, I'd be really happy to. You know how lonely it can get on your own." And now for the question that he's been dreading for a while. "So, how about you, do you have a boyfriend back at home?" His hand clenches a bit on the tea cup at that question. He doesn't WANT to know if there's a boy seeing his baby sister, but he should know.
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