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weatherornotThe incessant beep... beep... of the machines got really old, really fast. Considering that's all she'd really been hearing the past few days she was really tired of them. She'd even just unplugged them once but that brought everyone rushing into her room, freaking out. So silencing them that way was a big no.
They'd finally let her have her phone so she could listen to music but the battery had run out on that and her mom had headed back home before Genevieve could ask her for a new one. She couldn't even text anyone to ask them to bring one because she had no phone and couldn't call because she didn't know anyone's numbers.
So it had been super, super boring on top of the beeping crazy. Nothing to do but think. Think about how she was not dead. And wasn't going to die, at least no faster than anyone else. She'd had one seizure since she was here and that super sucked. The doctors said she'd probably have them for the rest of her life but they were manageable, especially with medication.
Most people would be happy to be alive but Genevieve was... conflicted. She'd never planned on living a long, full life. She should be dead. Completely dead and passed on. But she wasn't and she had no clue how to deal with that. How were you supposed to deal with the potential to have hopes and dreams and long term plans when you never had that before?
Normally she just ran from that sort of thing because hey, she wasn't going to be around for very long. So no problem. Unless the problem was that now you were going to be around for a long time. So you couldn't really run.
"Ugh, this all sucks," she huffed, flopping back in her bed. "Stupid futures and stuff. Also, no one tells you how much weight you lose when you're in a coma. I feel like I'm down a whole cup size or something, this sucks."
[OOC: Genevieve is awake from her coma after saving the town! She's been awake for a few days but this is the first day non-family has been allowed to visit. Come say hi, even if you don't know her. Maybe you were visiting your sick aunt or something.]
They'd finally let her have her phone so she could listen to music but the battery had run out on that and her mom had headed back home before Genevieve could ask her for a new one. She couldn't even text anyone to ask them to bring one because she had no phone and couldn't call because she didn't know anyone's numbers.
So it had been super, super boring on top of the beeping crazy. Nothing to do but think. Think about how she was not dead. And wasn't going to die, at least no faster than anyone else. She'd had one seizure since she was here and that super sucked. The doctors said she'd probably have them for the rest of her life but they were manageable, especially with medication.
Most people would be happy to be alive but Genevieve was... conflicted. She'd never planned on living a long, full life. She should be dead. Completely dead and passed on. But she wasn't and she had no clue how to deal with that. How were you supposed to deal with the potential to have hopes and dreams and long term plans when you never had that before?
Normally she just ran from that sort of thing because hey, she wasn't going to be around for very long. So no problem. Unless the problem was that now you were going to be around for a long time. So you couldn't really run.
"Ugh, this all sucks," she huffed, flopping back in her bed. "Stupid futures and stuff. Also, no one tells you how much weight you lose when you're in a coma. I feel like I'm down a whole cup size or something, this sucks."
[OOC: Genevieve is awake from her coma after saving the town! She's been awake for a few days but this is the first day non-family has been allowed to visit. Come say hi, even if you don't know her. Maybe you were visiting your sick aunt or something.]
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Date: 2015-11-10 07:15 pm (UTC)"This is hipster as hell, but my graduation present to myself was this little three in one. Records, cassettes, and CDs, and it records from one to the other." She can't hide how fond of it she is. "My car only has a tape deck, so that's how I got into them, but I really...like how much you have to think about mix tapes."
"I think my mom's philosophy is that food cures everything," she laughs softly. Mira chews on her lip a little. "There's no way she hasn't figured out how much I like you," she says; she's been thinking about it. Her parents are so left leaning and so okay with her friends regardless of sexuality; she's not sure why it's daunting to just say things to them. She really needs to.
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Date: 2015-11-11 09:34 pm (UTC)"Happy tears only, I promise," she said, reaching up to wipe her face dry as well as she could. At least she cried prettily, without getting too puffy or with tons of snot. That was the last thing she needed when she had a bunch of tubes sticking out of her.
"And that is so hipster. But cute. When I'm feeling better we're going to dress in vintage dresses and dance to records on your record player. And I want to meet your parents too? It's only fair, right? I just... I don't want to scare you but I just want more of you in my life. I have for a while now but I didn't think I could."
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Date: 2015-11-12 01:23 pm (UTC)She blinks, surprised and gratified at what she says next. It shouldn't be that that pushes Mira to tears, but it is; her eyes go shiny almost immediately, and she flushes, unable to hide her self-conscious smile. "I. Yes, that's -- fair."
Her family means so much to her, more than she realizes sometimes. The idea of family, too. She's really done Genevieve a disservice by not sitting down and explaining, not sharing her feelings with anyone but Etta, because she means so much to her. Even when she thought she had no chance. But no one else has ever asked to meet her family. Lily certainly hadn't wanted that. And she had been trying very hard to respect that Genevieve didn't do official, and failing, a lot --
She waves a hand in fluster at her own emotion, making a little face. "Sorry, sorry -- happy," she gestures and hides against Genevieve's shoulder a little.
"You're not scaring me," she says softly, linking their fingers. "Kind of the opposite." She looks up at Genevieve from too-close. "It's a lot, you know? All at once. But in a really, really good way."
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Date: 2015-11-14 02:51 am (UTC)Genevieve smiled and nuzzled Mira a bit at the happy expression. She didn't know why but just an evening dancing to records seemed super fun. There were a lot of things she wanted to do with Mira that seemed kind of ridiculous but fun. All the couples things she never allowed herself to experience before.
"So, do you think it's in a good enough way that I could say you're my girlfriend?" Genevieve asked, squeezing Mira's hand. She felt that it didn't seem too bold, that it seemed obvious, but she wanted to make it official. There was already a little flutter in her stomach at just saying the word.
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Date: 2015-11-17 03:35 am (UTC)Sometimes -- sometimes -- things work out okay, in this crazy town.
She smiles, nervous and excited, and nods. "Yeah, it's -- definitely good enough. If you're sure you want to, I mean -- I'd...really like that." She laughs, aware she's babbling.
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Date: 2015-11-19 02:52 am (UTC)"Oh, I totally want," Genevieve reassured her, kissing the top of Mira's head. She couldn't help but feel all warm and fuzzy at the idea. Passion and heat and desire were things she was familiar with. And they were awesome things. Really awesome things. But this was a new feeling and it was also equally awesome in its own way and she really loved it. A lot.
"You're really good to me, Mira. And I don't know what I did to deserve it but I'm glad I did it."