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robin buckley. ([personal profile] nolicense) wrote 2024-12-24 04:23 am (UTC)

You aren't going to fuck it up.

[ robin says with confident assurance... and then her mouth adopts a teasing smile, eyes all a-twinkle with amusement. ]

But Steve might.

[ she turns to lift herself back up onto the counter with her hands, sitting on the edge and swinging her legs. she pulls a lollipop out of the display cone by the register to pick open the wrapper. when she puts it in her mouth, she makes a surprised sound before leaning back to check if the trash bin is still next to the money safe like she remembers it.

she kinda expected food not to really have any kind of flavor here. it's not like it ever has in her dreams. but to her surprise it tastes exactly like whatever candy makers think passes for "watermelon."

when she straightens, she's already trying to chip away at the candy layer with her teeth to get to the underlying gum at the center. proper freak behavior. she pauses only to gesture at him with it. ]


He's not going to lose sleep over it, okay? He'll probably take it as well as I did. He'll-- he'll think it's stupid you're making him agree to something that will never come up anyway, because you not coming home with us isn't an option.

[ like it's that simple. vecna hadn't been. vecna had killed a frightened girl in his uncle's trailer, a girl that- maybe!- could've been his friend. and then he'd extracted his blood price from eddie, too, in the end.

but maybe that's why robin is so insistent. they've been given their second chance, and she'll be damned if it gets snatched from her, from them, like it had the first time. even considering it feels like bad luck. ]

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