Summer Smith (
somethingwithturquoise) wrote2018-08-22 06:19 am
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MHA #4; Wednesday Afternoon [08/22].
All things considered, getting Summer moved into her new apartment wasn't all that difficult. There were plenty of boxes, sure, but it never really occurred to her until those boxes were stacked up in her empty new place that she honestly didn't have that much stuff. Not actual important stuff, because most of those boxes were literally just clothes and shoes. A few with books and other things, sure, one box of old kitchen stuff from her dad's old bachelor pad, but that was honestly about it. She probably could have managed getting all this up here herself, but it definitely had been easier and more fun with BDG's help.
Despite the sparcity of the place, though, it wasn't until they got those last boxes in that it hit her good and hard that this was her apartment. Her own place. No parents, grandparents, brothers, roommates, husbands, nada. It was just her, and this apartment was hers. And that was so freaking cool she could almost puke.
But she didn't, thankfully. It did need to be said, though, as she looked around at the blank rooms and the small towers of boxes.
"Man, I really need to get some furniture."
[[ for he who is mentioned in the moving, but definitely also open if anyone else wants to swing by and welcome the new neighbor! ]]
Despite the sparcity of the place, though, it wasn't until they got those last boxes in that it hit her good and hard that this was her apartment. Her own place. No parents, grandparents, brothers, roommates, husbands, nada. It was just her, and this apartment was hers. And that was so freaking cool she could almost puke.
But she didn't, thankfully. It did need to be said, though, as she looked around at the blank rooms and the small towers of boxes.
"Man, I really need to get some furniture."
[[ for he who is mentioned in the moving, but definitely also open if anyone else wants to swing by and welcome the new neighbor! ]]

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Really, that made more difference than anything else.
"You're training Tip to use a sword?" Summer asked. "Awww, how is she? Good? Ah, man, I should check in with her, too, I feel like I haven't seen her in ages...well, last time had to be that one Wednesday when I showed up and you were all..."
She trailed off, knowing it was a little bit of a weird subject for him, but she still smirked about it.
And that hair!
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Nope, just...a good old ceiling-like ceiling, there.
And then his words caught up with her.
"Wait," she said, "the fish did what now?"
Summer hadn't kept up with radio while she was away, no. It just made the FOMO flare up way too much.
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Kanan was of the firm opinion that the way to get recognition was probably not by kidnapping, torturing, and almost killing members of the island's population, but what the hell did he know?
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"The fish," she said, "did this. The Big Mouth Billy Bass that they were using as a prize for those weekly games they were doing this summer?"
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Watching Summer bluescreen over this one while he casually discussed the evil fish was one hell of an experience.
"Rey and I defeated a giant flower by running circles around it until it fell over, dizzy."
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That was...
"...God, I wish I could have seen that. Just that, with you and Rey. The whole five-meters-tall, hell-dimension, ghosts of the past thing I can probably do without."
There was...a slight pause.
"Why a flower?"
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Wasn't like he had asked for enough information to be able to say definitively that the flower was pissed off at Reno for stepping on its buddies in some church somewhere.
"There was a giant teddy bear, too. It was wearing shutter shades."
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She looked down into her box of random pots and pans.
"Ahhh," she sighed, "it's good to be back. Here I was worried the excitement would've rubbed off, but, yeah, who was I kidding?"
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