I dunno... The president? Isn't it the big Capitol or something? There's California- although that's sunny and hot all the time, too, or--
[ Wow, excuse you. ]
... It would be Forks, Washington- and yes, alright I read the first book, but we are not moving there. I like the rain as much as the next Londoner, but a bit of variety can't hurt.
[He chips at the edge of his mug again, thoughtfully.]
Somewhere that's more quiet, I guess. Ah, I don't know that much about America, Annie--we could just-- look around. But seriously, just living together would be enough.
[ You know what's really annoying? Having the proper blood flow to actually blush. Not that she does much, considering her skin tone, but it's there nonetheless. Ahem. ]
Well, yeah. I mean obviously we'd find somewhere for the both of us no matter where it is. But I don't really see anything wrong with finding somewhere less populated and a bit cooler. I dunno. We can think about it later. It's not so bad for now- We're at each other's places enough as it is.
I'm surprised our roommates don't think we live together.
[Not that he cares, or even really sees his roommates. Ever since Nick left, there's not been much of a point. Living in the house is just a part of the routine, easier than seeking out someplace new, but Annie's suggestion--
--He knows that he ought to be more wary, that he ought to be thinking of Annie and her suffocating guardian angel routine. Bad for her, and bad for him, too--but that had been in Wales. That had been different. Mitchell had been different there, but here--here, he's not been so bad. Yet is not a word that he thinks, even if he knows that he ought to.
The rationalization is easy to generate, placating and reassuring himself all at once. It's enough that he can smile her, at that slight blush on her cheeks--she's pretty cute--]
So I guess we'd better just move house as soon as we can and save ourselves the trouble of paying two rents, yeah? Less populated and a bit cooler. And cooler, too. Florida's nearly as bad as Wales.
[But not... too cool. That sounds risky. He's already done super-cool rockstar living, and Annie doesn't need any of that anyways, newly alive or not.]
[ She sounds vaguely affronted. Florida is cool, damnit. And although she has yet to reach that stage of Guardian Angel shtick with Mitchell, it isn't like it won't come thundering into the picture should they move in together. ... Possibly. ]
I dunno where we'd move to, but. Yeah, we can find somewhere less hot. I'd say we could move back to England but ... I dunno. I sort of like living in America. For now, at least.
Yeah? America's not so bad. [That's a fair statement to make. Mitchell gives his tea a swirl and then, finally, sets the mug down. It's gone cold anyways.] And it wouldn't be-- right, living there.
[He doesn't offer a defensive shrug, like he might to someone else. He doesn't have to play at being defensive, because Annie, of all people, will get it. Like he doesn't miss George enough. Like the whole country could be haunted by the ghost of what they'd had there.]
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[Not that he's opposed, just. Seems random. He picks up his mug and swirls around the mostly-cold tea before he takes a sip.]
Really. I'm surprised you didn't suggest-- oh, what's the name of the town. In Twilight.
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[ Wow, excuse you. ]
... It would be Forks, Washington- and yes, alright I read the first book, but we are not moving there. I like the rain as much as the next Londoner, but a bit of variety can't hurt.
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[Loads of sun, loads of people. Mitchell chips his thumbnail against the edge of the mug, avoiding Annie's eye for a second.]
Don't you think Washington D.C.'s going t' be a bit-- There's a lot of people there.
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I don't know, where would you pick?
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[He chips at the edge of his mug again, thoughtfully.]
Somewhere that's more quiet, I guess. Ah, I don't know that much about America, Annie--we could just-- look around. But seriously, just living together would be enough.
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Well, yeah. I mean obviously we'd find somewhere for the both of us no matter where it is. But I don't really see anything wrong with finding somewhere less populated and a bit cooler. I dunno. We can think about it later. It's not so bad for now- We're at each other's places enough as it is.
I'm surprised our roommates don't think we live together.
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[Not that he cares, or even really sees his roommates. Ever since Nick left, there's not been much of a point. Living in the house is just a part of the routine, easier than seeking out someplace new, but Annie's suggestion--
--He knows that he ought to be more wary, that he ought to be thinking of Annie and her suffocating guardian angel routine. Bad for her, and bad for him, too--but that had been in Wales. That had been different. Mitchell had been different there, but here--here, he's not been so bad. Yet is not a word that he thinks, even if he knows that he ought to.
The rationalization is easy to generate, placating and reassuring himself all at once. It's enough that he can smile her, at that slight blush on her cheeks--she's pretty cute--]
So I guess we'd better just move house as soon as we can and save ourselves the trouble of paying two rents, yeah? Less populated and a bit cooler. And cooler, too. Florida's nearly as bad as Wales.
[But not... too cool. That sounds risky. He's already done super-cool rockstar living, and Annie doesn't need any of that anyways, newly alive or not.]
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I dunno where we'd move to, but. Yeah, we can find somewhere less hot. I'd say we could move back to England but ... I dunno. I sort of like living in America. For now, at least.
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Yeah? America's not so bad. [That's a fair statement to make. Mitchell gives his tea a swirl and then, finally, sets the mug down. It's gone cold anyways.] And it wouldn't be-- right, living there.
[He doesn't offer a defensive shrug, like he might to someone else. He doesn't have to play at being defensive, because Annie, of all people, will get it. Like he doesn't miss George enough. Like the whole country could be haunted by the ghost of what they'd had there.]
Staying here's all right with me.