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[coppelganger]

[today, Sarah is knocking at both Alison and Cosima's doors, looking pretty bummed, her hands in the pockets of her jacket.]

Oi, open up.

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[coppelganger]

Hey. Wow, you made a nest for us?

[doubleblind]

Not as awesome as a fort, but it'll do.

[coppelganger]

Hotboxing's not a good idea for you right now anyway.

[doubleblind]

I know, I know. Alison would never be down for that.

[coppelganger]

Neither would I.

[doubleblind]

Fine, Mom.

[coppelganger]

Don't even start with that. It's not mom-like, it's common sense-like.

[doubleblind]

It's a little mom-like, but I'll let it slide.

Cookie or joint?

[coppelganger]

Joint.

[doubleblind]

[gestures to the bottom drawer of her dresser]

Can you make your own or is that a skill you still haven't picked up?

[coppelganger]

Wow, fuck you.

[doubleblind]

I'll take that as a sign you still need my help.

[coppelganger]

I don't.

[SCREW YOU COSIMA I CAN ROLL MY OWN JOINTS

LIKE A PRO

I DATED A DRUG DEALER]

[doubleblind]

Prove it.

[coppelganger]

[mimicking her] Prove it.

[rolling herself a joint :I it's not "i do this every day" perfect, but it is definitely an improvement from her high school technique]

[doubleblind]

[watching judgmentally]

Not bad.

[coppelganger]

Thank you.

[thinking of something]

... Swear you won't teach Kira how to do this.

[doubleblind]

Uh... I won't teach it to her until she's at least sixteen?

[coppelganger]

Eighteen.

[doubleblind]

Eighteen, unless she asks me before then.

[coppelganger]

[sighs]

Great...

[doubleblind]

Kira's a good kid. She probably won't ask.

[coppelganger]

Weren't you a good kid?

[doubleblind]

Yeah, but I grew up in San Fran. Pot's like, ubiquitous there.

[coppelganger]

Kira's got me and Cal for parents. Besides, every kid tries pot.