Callie isn't quite sure how she'll manage to make a mess of things. As it stands she doesn't really own anything. So she can't leave her clothes on every surface of the room. But keeping her space clean is something she did anyway, mostly as a precaution. It is easier to keep track of things that fall out of reality if she knows where everything is.
It's a tough habit to break.
"I can manage, anything else I should know?" Girl was guarded and all business. Her poker face isn't the best and a few of her thoughts play through, but she isn't saying anything more than she has to.
"We'd like you to join us for meals. Dinner is when Michael gets home from work. The kids are in and out, depending on their sports and clubs or after-school jobs. Usually we aim for six thirty. If you're up before everyone leaves for school, we all eat breakfast together. Lunch will be just you and me."
Charity has a sinking feeling that lunch will be the most trying meal of the day for both her and Callie, given her own personality and what she's seen of Callie so far.
Callie didn't hate the idea of eating with a family, not something she had a lot of experience with, but it didn't seem terrible. And being here with Mrs. Carpenter all day it would be nice to have company from others. Of course, there was a matter Callie would have to get some traction on, "Will there be coffee at breakfast?"
Look, she's stuck here and her life is crap. She is going to stick to the one thing she can try and fix. Otherwise she'll have to come up with some clever ruse to get some coffee. Or ask Molly, once she knows to do that.
Charity narrows her eyes. "How many years have you been drinking it?" she asks after a long silence. That isn't a yes. Not yet. She does know she'd be sentencing Callie to headaches on top of everything else if she's already heavily dependent, though.
And unless Molly's on a health kick, there's hardly any chance of her refusing to sneak some in anyway.
"I was fourteen when I started drinking it? I fell out of the world on a Friday, wandered for I don't know how long, came back and it was Wednesday." She was lost on the wrong side of California waiting for the system to pick her up and take her home as a runaway. Again.
And it wasn't her fault. Again.
And the only place open wouldn't let her stick around unless she ordered something. It was cold, and she was exhausted, and coffee was clearly the answer.
And yes, Callie did notice how that wasn't a yes. She was sure in some happy normal family coffee was not a needed substance to get through the day. Especially when the day lasts nearly a week.
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It's a tough habit to break.
"I can manage, anything else I should know?" Girl was guarded and all business. Her poker face isn't the best and a few of her thoughts play through, but she isn't saying anything more than she has to.
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Charity has a sinking feeling that lunch will be the most trying meal of the day for both her and Callie, given her own personality and what she's seen of Callie so far.
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Look, she's stuck here and her life is crap. She is going to stick to the one thing she can try and fix. Otherwise she'll have to come up with some clever ruse to get some coffee.
Or ask Molly, once she knows to do that.no subject
And unless Molly's on a health kick, there's hardly any chance of her refusing to sneak some in anyway.
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And it wasn't her fault. Again.
And the only place open wouldn't let her stick around unless she ordered something. It was cold, and she was exhausted, and coffee was clearly the answer.
And yes, Callie did notice how that wasn't a yes. She was sure in some happy normal family coffee was not a needed substance to get through the day. Especially when the day lasts nearly a week.