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If I had to guess your actual bucket list I would just assume it's at least 75% weird places you want to convince us to visit.

( because that part, she assumes is a joke, but even a joke can spawn a hundred thousand questions each more complex than the last. a lot of them currently centred around threesomes, and specifically her and henry and gansey and what exactly it is they get up to on this "hippie road trip".

it's nice to know that they all go, though. )

So when can I expect you? I'll need to find something for you to fix, I want to see the handyman skills you've picked up in your time on the other side of the tracks.

Convince you? If you're telling me you wouldn't want to visit Cadillac Ranch, or the Unclaimed Baggage Center, or the High Trestle Bridge, or every single chocolatier in Puebla, or at least four volcanos - I don't believe that for one minute.

[ he is deadly serious about all of those things. at least... he was. he would've been if their change to actually go hadn't been ripped away. the thought makes his throat tighten, and as glad as he was for the change in subject a moment ago, he's suddenly feeling more trapped than ever.

oh. where was he? right, visiting. or moving. ]

I don't have much to pack. And yes, I'm great at fixing now. I can fix anything. As long as it can be fixed with duct tape.

Every single one of those places sounds great, actually.

( it kind of ruins whatever joke she's playing at — there was a joke in there somewhere, right? she's absolutely sincere in that conviction, and some wistful, hopeful part of her wants to be on the way to these places already, so badly it aches all the way to her toes.

it's not hard for blue to be angry about this place, but she at least tries to channel that into some righteous fury about the state of things, the way this place is structured. right now, it just feels unfair. she has so much ahead of her. )

Ah yes, a handyman classic. If you need help with grabbing anything, I could give you a hand.
Or if you need a minute, if it's too fast or whatever. I won't be offended if you don't want to haul yourself up here right away.

( she won't exactly be happy about it, but this is...a lot. this conversation has felt like a lot. if blue is feeling a little overwhelmed, she can only imagine henry is, and if she forces him into this too quickly just because it's what she wants—

well. there's few things worse that she can think of, right now. )

Well maybe we can find an equally interesting tourist trap to visit while we're here. Like World's Largest Anal Beads or... Oddly Shaped Dildo Museum.

[ it's the only way not to be angry all of the time.

henry wants to go immediately. but he also doesn't yet trust himself to remain stoic when he sees her face-to-face. he just spent a lot of time trying to convince her and ronan both that he was mostly unaffected by the situation, and if he doesn't at least take a moment to sort himself out it will be instantly obvious what a big lie that was. that he's been hoping they would think about him after all. that he's kinda desperate to see her.

he's suffered enough embarrassment for one day. and there's too much at stake not to undertake this with a clear head. ]

It's

kind of late.

How about I just make sure I have everything. And then I'll meet you tomorrow?

Maybe we can take a walking tour some time. It could be funny.

( it's not the plans she wants, but it's some poor kind of consolation prize for now. admittedly she thinks that doing just about anything with henry would be fun, but if he's trying to recreate their gap year plans, even tongue in cheek, maybe it's important to him too.

god, she needs to ask henry if he knows what the hell ronan is talking about. )

Yeah of course, that's absolutely fair. It's probably not a good idea for either of us wandering around at this sort of time anyway.

But you will come tomorrow, right?

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