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Aug 26, 2009 22:58

Serena hadn't tiptoed around the house this much in years ( Read more... )

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escapesherlife August 27 2009, 07:11:20 UTC
"Oh Serena, I thought I heard you come in," Lily bustled in from the next room midway through putting in a pair of earrings. The simple act of getting ready before meals or events was one so routine that even for the most outlandish of gatherings, no one could multitask quite like her.

"Where have you been? You know how tourists get in this city this time of year, everything is practically swarmed. Anyways I've been thinking about yesterday and I think you and I should talk."

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turnthebadinme August 28 2009, 07:25:44 UTC
Any other day, that would have sounded awful. Actually, it still sounded pretty bad, given what Serena remembered of Thanksgiving, but mostly, she just had to hold herself back from throwing her arms around her mother. She'd missed her so much more than she'd ever dared say, but suddenly declarations and displays of affection were more than a little suspicious.

"About yesterday?" Serena asked, arching an eyebrow. "I really don't think we need to do that. I'm fine, seriously. You and Rufus, it's... it's none of my business."

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escapesherlife August 28 2009, 21:32:27 UTC
Lily might not have been the most attentive parent to have ever tread the streets of Manhattan but she did know her daughter. Turning to face Serena fully, her eyebrows lifted as a wave of doubt at the ease this was being dropped.

"For the record, there is no Rufus and I, not that I need to explain myself as your mother. And for that matter what has gotten into you? Yesterday you actually climbed out a window with your boyfriend rather than discuss the awkwardness."

Not that she entirely blamed her for that. "What's the matter?"

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turnthebadinme August 29 2009, 05:17:44 UTC
"Nothing's the matter," Serena protested. "I mean, okay, you and Rufus is still kind of..." She shook her head, shuddering a little. "But... I don't know, I guess I'd still rather not discuss the awkwardness, as you say."

Maybe she owed her mother more than that, maybe it didn't matter. Pretending to still be with Dan would have been easier, certainly, since they probably wouldn't be here long, but she had a feeling she'd get pressed for detail if she didn't give up something. "And Dan's not my boyfriend anymore. Not 'cause of you guys, just... it wasn't working."

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