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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]

Yeah?

[doubleblind]

Yeah. I spent like, a whole afternoon without it the other week and... It was really nice.

[coppelganger]

Alright.

[doubleblind]

If I don't try going without it, I'll never know that I can.

[coppelganger]

[shruuugs, not very happy but also not going to tell her what to do]

Yeah, that's true.

[doubleblind]

I won't push myself too hard.

[coppelganger]

You don't have to ask my permission, you know.

[doubleblind]

I know, but if you guys were totally opposed to the idea...

[coppelganger]

It's your body. If you think you can handle it, don't let us stop you.

[doubleblind]

I can handle it.

[coppelganger]

Great.

[doubleblind]

[this is a somewhat unsteady attempt at standing]

Whoa, okay, not the illness, just the pot.

[coppelganger]

Yeah, how many cookies have you had now?

[doubleblind]

Uh... Six? I think...

[coppelganger]

[laughs]

Jesus...

[doubleblind]

They're really good.

[coppelganger]

You're gonna be stoned for the next two days.

[doubleblind]

Nah. I'll sleep it off.

[flopping onto the bed, sorry Alison]

[coppelganger]

Good luck.

[doubleblind]

Thank you.

[time to relentlessly cuddle Alison. if she wakes up, you're dealing with her.]

[coppelganger]

[excuse me, you said you'd do it :I]

[doubleblind]

[that's before i ate three more cookies]

[coppelganger]

[r u d e]

[doubleblind]

[gonna play the terminally ill card if i have to]