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[takecourage]

Nova is a nightmare to text with. It's either rapid responses or it's nothing for eighteen hours and there's no fucking middle. Since Alex had all but thrown herself at him while high at Pride, they've been sort of figuring out the borders of their friendship again and she hasn't actually seen him in person.

She's promised Darlington that she'll paint the bedroom this afternoon - after some negotiating, she's managed to talk him into a rich peacock blue-green that'll look amazing behind the brass bed frame that they've managed to find for (virtually) nothing.

come over and help me paint, asshole, she texts, and then she sends him a pin to show him how to get out to Black Elm.

I'll order pizza.

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[maloscuridad]

Only cuz you ask so nice.

It takes Nova a little while by bus, but he makes it, using the better part of the commute to remind himself not to get into fights with Darlington. It's only for Alex's sake. Shit's been kind of messed up between them. Better now, but still messed up. But not better enough to tolerate someone trying to colonize his magic.

"Yo, Alex, I'm here," he says, rapping on the door.