It had been... really dry on the gossip scene for months now, at least if you were Kennedy and your gossip scene consisted of news from the Hellmouth. In point of fact there hadn't been much of anything at all since some brief rumblings of a demon nest six weeks ago, and some vague and weird thing about a fast-food joint the month before that (and
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Needless to say, she was somewhere between shell-shocked and starry-eyed by the time they arrived at Kennedy's building. Sookie kept staring out windows, eyes wide, and was trying really hard not to just burst with excitement at random New Yorkers. This was why poor Bobby had gotten stuck with the luggage. Because Sookie was having a squee attack.
"Oh my goodness, we're so high up," Sookie breathed as she peered at the floor number on the elevator again, then scurried over to knock on the door she really, really hoped was Kennedy's. She hadn't double-checked with her special sense because frankly New York had already started to give her a little bit of a headache. SO MANY PEOPLE.
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"Not quite high enough to be the penthouse suite," he observed. "But just about. Sweet."
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She hadn't thought to warn Sookie about the SO MANY PEOPLE, but she took the population density completely for granted. Sorry, Sookie.
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It hadn't even been that long for her, really. "Hi! Your city is so pretty! How are you?"
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If she was trying to hang on a little tenaciously, well... look, it'd been a long time.
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"Of course I missed excitement, when it's been boring as hell here, or maybe the opposite of hell 'cause demons and... yeah," Kennedy said with a bit of a whine. "So wait, you're still back on the island, or what? Okay, so not fair, and you, Boy Scout, don't confuse me any more, 'cause far as I'm concerned? I haven't seen anyone from Fandom in a year. When is it for you guys, still?"
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Bobby's last comment got a slightly crooked smile out of her, though, and she cast one arm around the living room in a showroom kind of gesture. "If you could get away with it I'd say go for it, but, uh... anyway. Welcome to my place, first official houseguests ever. Want me to get your stuff to the guest room for you?"
As attempted subject changes went, that could have been smoother.
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...someone was going to end up passed out when she finally crashed tonight, at this rate.
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She'd really, really missed them, and found herself grinning as she led the way toward the guest room. "You guys have your own bathroom in there, by the way, and also I have no idea where they keep the floats. Never thought to ask."
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"Are your parents around?" she asked, raising a brow. "Or your dad, at least? And is anyone gonna mind us sleeping in the same bed and stuff? I mean, that's the kind of thing Gran always frowned on, and while it wasn't an issue with me growin' up, obviously, it was with Jason. And oh oh oh can we go to the library? With the lions out front? I made a list of places I wanna see, if you wanna see it! We don't have to do everything, though. I mean, I'm sure you've seen it all before."
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