When one door closes...
Who: Sindre and Valdi
When: Saturday, 24 September 2011
Where: Their apartment
What: Discussing changes in scenery
( You go stay with loved ones )
When: Saturday, 24 September 2011
Where: Their apartment
What: Discussing changes in scenery
( You go stay with loved ones )
"Talk?" Valdi blinked, mind immediately racing as to what they could possible have to talk about. Had he done something wrong? Had something happened?
He reached for one of the plates and begun to cut into the well-cooked salmon - his brother definitely knew how to cook and Valdi wasn't going to deal with bad news on an empty stomach.
"What are we talking about?"
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"Money," he replied bluntly. "I know you know roughly how stretched we are for it right now, and we need to figure out what we're going to do about it."
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"How long...are we going to be able to last?" For a moment his attention drifted past Sindre to scan their apartment for all its belongings, tallying up the weight of each in expenses.
Bills and food aside, there were also school fees and the less important costs of actually enjoying life, rather than having enough just to get by.
Thankfully Puffin wasn't costing much more than the food to feed him but--
His mind tangented from Puffin to Iceland and Valdi carefully placed his fork and knife down.
"--Johanna still hasn't sent anything, has she?"
Despite their current situation, it wasn't the money from his Mother that bothered him. If Sindre was able to manage without assistance then there was no reason why he couldn't.
It was just a little disheartening to remember that they'd been completely disowned.
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Still, he'd do it again, if it came down to it.
He turned his glass in his hands, not drinking. "We'd probably be okay, at least for the time being, under normal circumstances," he admitted. "I have enough saved up that now that we're working again, it would have been fine. But with the hospital bills..."
Sindre just shook his head as he trailed off. "We'll have to change something. And...I might have a possible solution."
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"Is there somewhere we can stay, or borrow money off?" Sindre knew a lot more about finances and looking after the apartment than he did, and Valdi trusted that if they needed to take out a loan that his brother would be the one to do it.
After Puffin he figured it was just easier to give Sindre money when it was needed and let him deal with it.
"I don't mind finding another job, I should be able to manage that."
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Sindre glanced around the apartment. It had been a long time since he'd lived in a place as long as he had lived here, and to say he wouldn't miss it would be a lie.
"I know this is the first place you've lived in since you came to America," he said. "And I can understand if you don't want to leave. But Berwald has offered to let us live with him, if you would like."
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"I am not that attached to it," he reassured in an instant, "not enough that trying to pay the bills is worth it if there's somewhere else to go."
"And--" Valdi knew Berwald, even if they had hardly spoken he knew him, and he knew he was good friends with Sindre. "If Berwald is happy for us to move in there, then I don't mind."
He trusted without a doubt that the Swede was good company, and if he was willing to take them both in then Valdi was in no position to refuse.
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"Don't worry about not being welcome," he added, as an afterthought. "It hadn't crossed my mind to ask him; he..." Sindre's cheeks tinted ever so slightly at the memory of how Berwald had remodeled the house, seemingly for him and his brother. "Berwald suggested it himself," he finished. "I doubt he would have offered if he minded us there."
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