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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]

I just... find it hard to believe that.

[doubleblind]

Me, too. And I really don't want to confront them.

[coppelganger]

Is that why you haven't told 'em you're sick?

[doubleblind]

[shrugs]

It's part of it.

[coppelganger]

They'd probably want to know.

[doubleblind]

I'll call them when it becomes necessary.

[coppelganger]

[UM]

Okay. Yeah. Sorry, it's not my business, I know.

[doubleblind]

If they don't know already, I'd feel awful pulling them into this mess.

[coppelganger]

I understand, Cos.

[doubleblind]

[falls silent, looking up at the ceiling]

[coppelganger]

What are you thinking?

[doubleblind]

How would I get the galaxy into my room?

[coppelganger]

[snorts]

It involves lots of acid.

[doubleblind]

We should breakout the Wonderland mushrooms next time we do this.

[coppelganger]

[grins]

Yeah, maybe. Don't tell Alison.

[doubleblind]

She'd freak, huh.

[coppelganger]

Severely.

[doubleblind]

She won't find out.

[coppelganger]

If you say so.

[doubleblind]

She found the bag once and didn't like, confiscate them.

[coppelganger]

She can't confiscate your drugs. You're an adult.

[doubleblind]

Do you really think that would stop her?

[coppelganger]

No... but if you said it to her face, she might back off.

[doubleblind]

She backed off. Don't worry.

[coppelganger]

Oh, good.