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[fallen_april]

It's been almost a week

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[lvpd_sidle]

"Hey." Yeah, Sara knows. No, Sara's not judging, nor is she going to scold.

She has tea and pretzels just waiting to be stolen.

[fallen_april]

"Hey." If Sara didn't know, something would be wrong with the multiverse.

The pretzels actually look vaguely appetizing. She's hardly eaten this week. Except for some grapes yesterday.

[lvpd_sidle]

"I've got plenty," she says at April's look. "Dig in."

[fallen_april]

A couple disappear.

Well, they migrate to April's hand, anyway. Where she can nibble on them slowly.

"How've you been? I haven't talked to you in a while."

[youalleverybody]

Liam's been looking out for her, when he's been in. He's glad to see her back downstairs, now, and heads over.

"Hey. Feeling better?"

[fallen_april]

April smiles a little at him. "Yeah, for the most part."

She looks back down at her doodle. "Charlie brought me grapes yesterday," she adds casually.

Mmmm, grapes. Green ones, too, even better.

[youalleverybody]

Liam blinks.

"I didn't think you knew him."

[fallen_april]

She laughs a little - laughing is a good sign, even if it's really soft. "I didn't. But he knows Boromir. And he... heard through the grapevine. He's a nice guy."

[the_antiangst]

Angel's nearby, working on a sewing project. Or possibly two - there's something that looks like his usual fare, and something that's rather more red and satiny than said usual.
"Hey. Sorry I didn't make it up to visit."

[fallen_april]

"It's okay. I got to see baby pictures of Mark, my life has been made worth living."

She's joking about the last part. As evidenced by the slight smile.

[the_antiangst]

And Angel grins. "Take it his mother dropped in on you?"
Hey, if she's feeling well enough to joke, that's a good sign.

[fallen_april]

"With chocolate muffins and a photo album. I think I love that woman."

Not to mention the slip up, calling her Mama. Ah, Mama Cohen. April has adopted her just as much as she's adopted April.

[thiefprinceremy]

(because the pup insisted, even though I've only got a few more minutes. If slowtime isn't good for you, g'head and ignore)

It was possible that Remy knew that look, it was possible that he was just good at guessing when people needed company.

In any case, not-really-reformed at all Thief and current Delicate Flower with a plate of chocolate beignets, because chocolate cures everything that the beignets themselves won't, "Afternoon petit. Y'look like y'could use some company."

[fallen_april]

Well, she's not used to being called 'petit', especially by complete strangers, but... company isn't bad.

Neither is chocolate. Which is definitely what he's got going for him.

"Well, it's not unwelcome," she says, glancing at the plate. "Especially if you're planning on sharing those."

[thiefprinceremy]

His smile was entirely crooked, "Guess y'mama never told y'not to take food from strangers." he said with a wink, setting the plate down, "Name's Remy."

[fallen_april]

"My mother never told me anything worth remembering," she declares. Then she smiles a little lop-sidedly at him. "I'm April."