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[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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He's your brother.

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

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

It's fine. Look, do you wanna go up to his room and grab whatever's left? I'm afraid if it sits around it'll get thrown out or something.

[standing up]

It's probably better to get it over with sooner.

Probably.

[all brisk and business-like now \o/]

Well, let's go.

[following her up]

[going upstairs and opening the door to his room!

... it's probably a mess]

[oh, it definitely is]

... Good luck.

Give me an hour to sort everything. You can have second pick.

Wow, thanks.

[sighs]

I've gotta tell Cosima, anyway.

[sighing too]

Okay. I'll see you in a bit.

[disappearing back downstairs!!]

[surveying the room sadly for a bit before TAKING A DEEP BREATH, and then rolling up her sleeves to sort everything in to "KEEP", "DONATE", and "TRASH" boxes. also cleaning because it's probably filthy :/]

[coming back in like an hour and staring at all the sorting and cleaning that's happened while she was gone]

You did all this?

Well, it was in slightly better condition than Felix's apartment back home. Also a lot smaller.

Yeah, that's true. He had less time to accumulate shit too.

He still managed a decent amount. Here, you can go through that box and decide what you want. I've already picked the things I want to keep.

Okay...

[looking through the box]

[hoisting the "TRASH" box]

Well, take your time. I'm going to go dump this.

Don't disappear on me. We're meeting up at Cosima's room. It's her one-year Campversary or some shit.

Her what?

She's been here a year today.

And she wants to celebrate that?