Chicago, Friday Night

[romanywitch]

Jenny was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking from a styrofoam cup, swilling what was possibly the strongest coffee she'd had since...well, the last time she'd visited her family. Strong coffee would be fine, but this stuff had been left on a burner for at least half a day

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[susanofnarnia]

Susan could hear the shouting through the door, and she looked at the apartment number with trepidation. Oh dear. Jenny really hadn't been joking. Hesitantly, she knocked on the door, then with increasing strength.

[romanywitch]

"I'll get it!" exclaimed Jenny, popping up from her seat on the sofa and tossing her half-full styrofoam cup into the garbage can with a splash. She conveniently ignored the wild gesticulations of her aunts and ran for the door, pulling it open.

"Su!" Jenny smiled in very obvious relief, wondering if she could get away with running like hell and not introducing Su. "How was your trip?"

"Bring your gadje friend inside and introduce her, Janna," yelled her uncle.

[susanofnarnia]

'Gadje?' Susan mouthed, then said, "Sorry I'm late? And it was fine, really. Very easy to negotiate, your Chicago system." She paused, looking into the apartment. "My. What a lot of people."

[romanywitch]

"Non-Roma," mumured Jenny. She shrugged apologetically, and stepped forward to give Su a hug. "Oh, tell me about it." Two of her younger cousins ran by, shrieking and shooting each other with Nerf guns, and Jenny started spewing out a torrent of angry Romanian at them.

They stopped, stared at her, and then ran away, eyes wide.

Jenny rolled her eyes. "We're a rowdy bunch. You notice?"