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entrancelogs2014-10-29 03:15 am
gadjos) wrote in entrancelogs2014-10-29 03:15 am
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and I've been away for so long now;
Who: Andrew Bell (Peter Rumancek) & Lori Cohen (Lana Baumgartner), Andrea Marshall (Hayley Marshall)
Where: Grandma's House, Diner
When: 10/26 Evening & Late Night
Rating: PG13
Summary: Tonight's the night he decides whether or not to pop the question to Lori, and he has dinner with Andrea.
The Story:
Lori
He's been thinking about it a lot- truth be told, he's been thinking about it since a week after the funeral, when he sobbed like a bitch on her. She didn't care, she really didn't, she was there. Young and alive where his mom wasn't, helping him cope with the torrent of anger and frustration and shit he was going through.
She was there to get shitfaced with him when he needed it. She was there when he broke his fist punching through a car window. She was there when he almost got arrested for beating up some asshole at the bar making a 'your mom' joke. She was there encouraging him to steal some shit from the mall to take his mind off of it.
She was there through the anger management and the therapy.
He's been conflicted, though. He's older than her, sure, but not by much. It's too soon, sure, but they're different aren't they? (Aren't they? He's not sure.) He's talked to Michael, he's talked to Charlie, and while they've got some good points...
There's something else influencing his decision. Some memories flooding back into him that he's desperately trying to keep out. He remembers another girl, a blonde one, a pregnant one that he loved. He remembers losing her. He remembers losing the one that came after, and the baby along with her. He's not sure how, just that it's slipped away from him too many times, and this one he wants to keep.
So he's got a ring in his pocket, and he fiddles with it with one hand while the other knocks on her door- quietly, so as not to wake her grandmother. That old lady sleeps more than any living person should, and he's still not positive she's still a-fucking-live.
Andrea
He had a thing for her a couple of years ago and they both knew it. Things were a lot different then, though- he was a stupid kid, she was pregnant, and even if things had worked out like he might have wanted them to, he wouldn't have been ready to deal with it. Fortunately, she's not the kind of girl to let things get awkward and avoid him afterward (probably one of the reasons he liked her in the first place), and over the course of their lives he likes to think they've gotten pretty close.
It's not to say that he doesn't have other friends, because he does. He's got Charlie, he's got Michael, and of course he's got Lori, but after all the shit that goes down... what he really needs is a years-old friend that, by now, feels like family.
So he wanders into the diner during her late night shift, settles on a stool at the counter, and props his chin up on his hand.
"Hardly workin'?" He offers, his voice too exhausted and flat to really sell the joke.
Where: Grandma's House, Diner
When: 10/26 Evening & Late Night
Rating: PG13
Summary: Tonight's the night he decides whether or not to pop the question to Lori, and he has dinner with Andrea.
The Story:
Lori
He's been thinking about it a lot- truth be told, he's been thinking about it since a week after the funeral, when he sobbed like a bitch on her. She didn't care, she really didn't, she was there. Young and alive where his mom wasn't, helping him cope with the torrent of anger and frustration and shit he was going through.
She was there to get shitfaced with him when he needed it. She was there when he broke his fist punching through a car window. She was there when he almost got arrested for beating up some asshole at the bar making a 'your mom' joke. She was there encouraging him to steal some shit from the mall to take his mind off of it.
She was there through the anger management and the therapy.
He's been conflicted, though. He's older than her, sure, but not by much. It's too soon, sure, but they're different aren't they? (Aren't they? He's not sure.) He's talked to Michael, he's talked to Charlie, and while they've got some good points...
There's something else influencing his decision. Some memories flooding back into him that he's desperately trying to keep out. He remembers another girl, a blonde one, a pregnant one that he loved. He remembers losing her. He remembers losing the one that came after, and the baby along with her. He's not sure how, just that it's slipped away from him too many times, and this one he wants to keep.
So he's got a ring in his pocket, and he fiddles with it with one hand while the other knocks on her door- quietly, so as not to wake her grandmother. That old lady sleeps more than any living person should, and he's still not positive she's still a-fucking-live.
Andrea
He had a thing for her a couple of years ago and they both knew it. Things were a lot different then, though- he was a stupid kid, she was pregnant, and even if things had worked out like he might have wanted them to, he wouldn't have been ready to deal with it. Fortunately, she's not the kind of girl to let things get awkward and avoid him afterward (probably one of the reasons he liked her in the first place), and over the course of their lives he likes to think they've gotten pretty close.
It's not to say that he doesn't have other friends, because he does. He's got Charlie, he's got Michael, and of course he's got Lori, but after all the shit that goes down... what he really needs is a years-old friend that, by now, feels like family.
So he wanders into the diner during her late night shift, settles on a stool at the counter, and props his chin up on his hand.
"Hardly workin'?" He offers, his voice too exhausted and flat to really sell the joke.
no subject
She doesn't get to brood long, however, because he drops that particular bomb into the conversation and she jerks upright again, her eyes wide with surprise.
"What? Are you serious?"
no subject
Rather than answer her with a yes or no, he simply slides a hand into his pocket and pulls out a ring box. He slides it across the table at her, eyebrows twitching up to take in her thoughts on the whole thing.
He's been with Lori for a while now, since before his mom passed away. Lori held him up, she held him together during his worst moments, and he's... got this weird... gut-deep feeling that he's lost someone before- not his mother, but a girl that he loved. This feeling that if he doesn't secure what he has now, he might just lose it too, and he doesn't want to feel that pain shredding him from the inside out. Not again.
Which doesn't change the fact that she's only just about to turn eighteen, that she's a juvenile delinquent and he's got a much more tempered personality than hers. That it's too young for either of them, but especially for her.
So he's conflicted.
Hence the keywords thinking about it, and his rather obvious attempt at gauging Andrea's opinions on the subject.