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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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[subourbon]

Isn't that how this usually works?

[coppelganger]

I dunno, is it? Either way, I'm not going anywhere.

[subourbon]

Oh.



... sorry.

[coppelganger]

Hey. It's alright.

[subourbon]

... are you holding up okay?

[coppelganger]

[shrugs]

I guess.

[subourbon]

I know how close you two are.

[coppelganger]

Yeah. But it'd be hypocritical of me to get upset over my brother taking off with barely a word, wouldn't it.

[subourbon]

... well, I guess he did leave a note.

[sniffle :( ]

[coppelganger]

Hey, don't cry.

[subourbon]

[stubbornly]

I'm not crying!

[coppelganger]

[gives her a back pat]

[subourbon]

I-It's probably good that he got out. So what if we all got left behind?

[coppelganger]

[oh, lord. giving her a hug]

[subourbon]

[n-noooo human contact opens the floodgates, BAAAAAW D:]

I don't care! I don't!

[coppelganger]

[oh god this was the opposite of what i wanted

just kind of rubbing her back and trying to be soothing]'

I know.

[subourbon]

[calming down pretty quickly into hiccups]

[coppelganger]

[backing off once she's back under control]

You okay?

[subourbon]

[nodding]

... fine, I'm fine. I don't know what came over me.

[coppelganger]

The two of you are pretty close.

[subourbon]

Nothing like the two of you though.

[coppelganger]

It's different. Doesn't make him care about you less.

[subourbon]

He's your brother.

[coppelganger]

Yeah, I'm not disputing that, Alison. It's not a bloody competition.

[subourbon]

... you're right. I'm sorry.