( yes, she knows what a bookmark is. if she just places it back wherever, would he even notice it's the wrong page...? things to not say out loud. nor think about. )
I don't mind. I have other books I can read in the meantime if you're enjoying that one.
[ Or if not, well. It's possible that's an indirect offer she can trade the one she has for a different one from what he's managed to buy or scavenge. ]
( she does not catch the indirect offer to return the book in exchange for another, so suppose his cliffhanger will persist, perhaps, for long enough that he ends up needing to reread.
one can only hope.
but sunday's light exasperation is hard to miss. )
you told me i could go into your room if i ever needed something.
[ A while is fine - there really is an entire stack of other books in his room. One which Wanda has seen, organized as it is on the corner of his desk to select something else.
It'll take him a minute to recognize he should make that offer clearer, especially when her next message arrives and he frowns at it momentarily. ]
That still holds true even if this might've not been what I meant. [ His fault, really, for not specifying. ] Were you looking for something in particular?
( ever since the train, wanda has stripped herself from any hesitation to be honest about her feelings with sunday. though the both of them are similar measurements of closed off, when it comes to emotional honesty? she's not guarded about that anymore. )
( work happens, doesn't it? it's not like she is holding it against him. sure, she had wanted to hang out with him for a touch before her feelings swallowed her whole, but despite him not being around, wanda found herself immersed in the many books he got in acreage.
enough to distract her from the spiral of emotions. )
do you think you'll get to read them all pretty quickly?
[ If not work, then too many other distractions. Including one or two truly terrible TV shows he's become minorly invested in despite never knowing when exactly they'll air, and it's that he has in mind for his next message. ]
Will you be around later? Or tomorrow afternoon, even.
( but probably quicker than she could. maybe if she tries to read as much as he does, she'll improve her speed.
the book lies atop her belly, as she reads his texts, and starts tapping away at the buttons to send a message back... wanda thinks about how silvia at work told her to take the week, noting how upset she seemed a few days back, and that she would get paid her wages if wanda made sure to bring some new things for the thrift store. unfortunately, she thinks she has some things to bring. essentially, she's been bed rotting, were it not for getting to bother sunday down the hall, one floor below her room. )
[ Haven't finished unpacking? That gets a small frown from Sunday, too, though at nothing in particular. Watching a show or two on the unpredictable broadcast schedules which make up the TV stations around Panorama (as far as he can tell) can wait. ]
Would you like some help with unpacking?
[ It's possible this is less of an offer and more of a situation where he's about to invite himself over to do just that regardless of what she says, even if it's disguised as something else. ]
[ The same for how his messages might occasionally seem (or actually be) slightly abrupt. Since now and for others before, a slight smile comes to his face when he reads this one. ]
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[ This was not the cliffhanger he was anticipating while reading!! ]
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1/2
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( there was a bookmark ??? )
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[ Point made, probably, so - ]
I hope you know this means we have to talk about the book once you've finished reading it.
[ book club (threat) ]
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i'm not a fast reader.
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[ Or if not, well. It's possible that's an indirect offer she can trade the one she has for a different one from what he's managed to buy or scavenge. ]
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( she does not catch the indirect offer to return the book in exchange for another, so suppose his cliffhanger will persist, perhaps, for long enough that he ends up needing to reread.
one can only hope.
but sunday's light exasperation is hard to miss. )
you told me i could go into your room if i ever needed something.
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It'll take him a minute to recognize he should make that offer clearer, especially when her next message arrives and he frowns at it momentarily. ]
That still holds true even if this might've not been what I meant. [ His fault, really, for not specifying. ] Were you looking for something in particular?
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not really. i thought you were in.
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I'm sorry. I was at work since a coworker asked me to take their shift.
[ A pause, then another message in hopes of cheering her up since it's not entirely true but still at his own expense - ]
I may have purchased too many books in Acreage.
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enough to distract her from the spiral of emotions. )
do you think you'll get to read them all pretty quickly?
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[ If not work, then too many other distractions. Including one or two truly terrible TV shows he's become minorly invested in despite never knowing when exactly they'll air, and it's that he has in mind for his next message. ]
Will you be around later? Or tomorrow afternoon, even.
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the book lies atop her belly, as she reads his texts, and starts tapping away at the buttons to send a message back... wanda thinks about how silvia at work told her to take the week, noting how upset she seemed a few days back, and that she would get paid her wages if wanda made sure to bring some new things for the thrift store. unfortunately, she thinks she has some things to bring. essentially, she's been bed rotting, were it not for getting to bother sunday down the hall, one floor below her room. )
yep. haven't finished unpacking yet, sooo
( not that she's working hard on that. )
keeping busy but i'm around
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Would you like some help with unpacking?
[ It's possible this is less of an offer and more of a situation where he's about to invite himself over to do just that regardless of what she says, even if it's disguised as something else. ]
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( she can, too, read him like a book (heh). )
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Tomorrow afternoon, then.
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okaaaay but brings snacks
it'll take a while.
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I'll see what I can find. See you then.