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[leylined]

Hi, you've reached Adam Parrish. Sorry I can't call you back right now but I'll try as soon as I can.

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[leylined]

[The sound of animated talking and laughter heralds Adam's return with one of the nuns.]

Are you certain there's nothing else you need, Mr. Parrish?

Oh no, ma'am. My friend and I have everything covered from here. Thank you, though.

It's been a pleasure having you here these past few months. I do hope that we see you around here in the future. If not mass, then one of the events we'll be having. You should be here for Thanksgiving. I'm sure everyone would love to have you.

I'll see what's going on then, ma'am.

Alright, then. Have a good evening! If we find anything else after you've gone, we'll call Ronan and let him know. Oh! And tell your friend we had a good laugh from that call.

I will. You have a good evening, too.

[And then he enters the apartment with a shit-eating grin on his face.]

Thanks, Kavinsky. This went a lot quicker than if it was just me.

[fucking_kavinsky]

[Kavinsky is staring at the door, eyebrows high] You fucker.

They weren't kicking you out, were they. You were gonna come to Monmouth either way? [Not that he felt bad about it. Nope]

[leylined]

I have no clue what you mean. They were kicking me out. I gave them a notice that I was moving as soon as we got back. Now, the reason why that was hapeening may have been stretched a bit, but it's still true. I did have the most embarrassing conversation with them after they got that message.

Mother Superior says she enjoyed your joke, by the way.

[fucking_kavinsky]

Aw, were they proud that their little gay was growing up? [He snorts, kicking the bed] Are we taking this too? It's kind of a piece of shit.

I bet Mother Superior would think it even more funny if she saw it was me.

[leylined]

I don't see why not. I don't have anything else right now.

[fucking_kavinsky]

[Yes, best not to acknowledge half the shit coming out of his mouth]

We can roll you around in a sleeping bag on the floor.

[leylined]

Something the matter? [He grabs up the bed and folds it up in preparation to take it downstairs.]

[fucking_kavinsky]

Nothing's ever the matter. [He can lift this thing with a broken rib, no problem] Heave ho, lady. Let's go.

[leylined]

[Adam shakes his head and lifts it up on his own.] I thought you liked pranks.

[fucking_kavinsky]

[He gives Adam an amused look and moves to help him anyway] I do. Nice one, Parrish. You really had me going there.

[leylined]

[They get it down the stairs and the bed goes in the Honda. They make it back to Monmouth and the stuff gets dumped with the rest of Adam's things.]

So you wanted me for something, right?

[fucking_kavinsky]

[Adam is truly lucky that Kavinsky took the time out to help him with all of this. He tosses the Bentley keys back at Adam, then holds out a cellphone] Stop driving that piece of shit around. And use this, so I don't have to call that church place and make sex sounds at the phone.

Yeah, I finished the book. That was fucked up. I liked it.

[leylined]

[He takes the keys and hesitates at the phone, but finally takes it. Good luck on getting him to actually use it.] I like my Honda.

Alright. So tell me about it and how it relates to your quote. [He leans over and pulls two cherry cokes from his mini fridge, offering one to Kavinsky.]

[fucking_kavinsky]

[Kavinsky gives him a satisfied look] Is that supposed to be a Honda? For real? It's unidentifiable at this point.

Okay, so... I almost stopped reading the book cause it was right in the beginning and I was like, why the fuck would I go through all the trouble... [He looks at the coke like Adam is crazy, but he grabs it anyway] You need beer in there. Anyway, so there's that guy and he finds those manuscripts and by the time he's done trying to figure it out, everything's changed and nothing old will work anymore.

[leylined]

That's because it's...several different types of Honda. And maybe a Toyota. I'm kind of scared to see just how deep the rabbit hole goes.

Alright. [He nods, genuinely surprised Kavinsky actually gave it a go, but not wanting to ruin the moment, says nothing on that.] Keep going.

[fucking_kavinsky]

That's fucking crazy. We should take it apart. [We? Yes, we. He's like a kid when it comes to getting attention and Adam's giving it to him, so he's taking it]

So he's talking about coping mechanisms, right? For all the change going on. And awareness. And... you're not the person you once were because of this awareness that something or someone gave you. And... that's as far as I got. Is that even remotely okay?

[leylined]

We're not taking it apart. [At least not until he has some time alone. He still hasn't listened to the tape, and Ronan insisted when he brought it up.]

That depends on you, K. [It just slips out and he isn't even aware he says the nick name, it seems.] Do you know what you want to write on now?

[fucking_kavinsky]

Why not? You have a better one now. [Good thing he doesn't have to listen to a Kavinsky tape]

[Kavinsky doesn't notice either] Yeah.. hm... yeah, I think I do. How long does it have to be?

[leylined]

Assignment says 1500 words.

[fucking_kavinsky]

I can roll that shit out, no problem. I'm gonna write this so hard that it'll be even better than yours.


Are you seriously gonna live here now?

[leylined]

I believe in you. [He raises the can sarcastically.]

My stuff is here, isn't it?

[fucking_kavinsky]

[he snorts] Like hell. I better get a fucking A. If not, I'll just change it.

Yeah. Why?

[leylined]

Yeah, through hard work and the sweat of your brow.

I figured it was about time for me to. Gansey and Lynch have been wanting me to. Why do you care?

[fucking_kavinsky]

Right, sure. Like in your quote.

I don't care. Not one bit. I'm also not leaving just cause of that.

[leylined]

Yeah. I know you can do it without help from Cabeswater. Just try.

[He fixes Kavinsky with an odd look.] I didn't say anything about making you leave. [Recently.]