At Least It Was Here | Seb and Annie
His first impulse would be to roll his eyes and tell Annie to fuck off. But he is (in theory) a mature, functioning adult, and with effort, he pauses, takes a deep breath, and takes a second to figure out what exactly to say. “Annie, part of being an adult is taking control of situations. Not sticking your head in where you’re not wanted, yeah, but also knowing when to go in and state your case and get what you want. What makes you think that Alec would listen to his estranged little brother any more than he’d listen to you?”
Annie’s mouth opens ready to respond, but the silence is lodged in her throat, and she’s suddenly realizing just what Sebastian is saying. So her mouth closes, releasing a breath in place of aborted words, and sits back again on her seat. Its true, Alec might not even listen, let alone let him talk to him. “Because… you’re his brother? You’ve seen him and Lucy together before, and you know Churchie… ?” Annie’s voice trails off, further and further with each word until she’s looking back down at the sugar packet— adding with a quiet, defeated sigh among the buzz of coffee patrons in the background, “I know its a lot to ask.”
"Think about your brother, yeah? Elijah, wasn’t that his name? Would he listen to you if you told him shit? I’d make a bet he’d be less likely to do something you’d told him to.” He runs his hand over his face, sighing so deeply he empties his lungs of all air. “—I can talk to him, I guess. But don’t expect it to do anything. There’s a good chance it’ll backfire on you.”
"Yeah… I know, Seb." Annie answers warily, whole-heartedly, shutting her eyes briefly as she draws in a breath— her heart rapidly pounding away in her chest. Realistically, Elijah wouldn’t listen to her; he’d be annoyed, and would tell her to just shut it before she even speaks, which isn’t encouraging in the least. She opens her eyes again. "I know it’s a huge leap of faith i’m taking on Alec. But there has to be something we can try, even if the talking turns out to be useless. I just want him to be alright.” Annie pauses for a moment before a small, but grateful smile takes formation on her speckled face. “And thanks. I didn’t think you’d agree to this.”
Sebastian is deeply confident that it would do far more good if Annie talked to Alec herself. This subterfuge strikes him as being silly. Nothing ever worked out better with indirect communication. “I really don’t think it’s going to do any good,” he warns her, eyebrows raised. “He doesn’t like me, and he sure as fuck doesn’t trust me. The feeling’s mutual. I don’t particularly give a shit about his problems. There is no we here. I’m doing it for you, not him. You need to understand that.”
Her smile, however weak, fades. “Okay… But really, how would it look if I asked Alec myself about how bad things are going with Lucy, hm? Like I snooped around, and stuck my nose in something that has nothing to do with me. Like I interrogated Churchie or something for my own personal feelings. Like I don’t care about his privacy. I know that’s what I used to do, but I can’t do it to Alec.” Annie swallows back a small lump at the bottom of her throat, weaving her fingers together. “I’ve never seen Alec and Lucy together. Do you REALLY think i’m the best bet, Seb?” Her eyebrow quirks, waiting for a counter-argument.
Truffles & Shopping Carts ~ Annie and Chris
The cashier begins to look uncomfortable, and Chris flashes a charming smile her way. “Now, there’s no need to jump to conclusions. We didn’t mean for the toilets to flood, sure, but we weren’t in the restrooms for conventional purposes. It was just a prank gone delightfully wrong.”
"And you guys didn’t really think of possibly slipping on it yourselves." Annie mirrors Chris’ smile at the Cashier which is probably less effective than his, shifting up the line as his items beep and cleanly slide into bags. "So you and your friends just pranked to prank or did you want to just piss off your officers?" If the Cashier lady is going to get uncomfortable by little adolescent toilet pranks, might as well leave it until they’re out of the store.
"Possibilities aside, it’s all about risk, Wyatt. If we were afraid all the time, no pranks would ever be done." He fishes his wallet out of his back pockets and hands over a few bills the cashier. "Both, I’d say. There isn’t much difference. We did it because it was fun, and mostly harmless. Mostly."
"Pft. Mostly." Makes Annie wonder just how he was able to conform to the military lifestyle if he was rebellious always getting into some kind to trouble with his officers. But Sebastian was probably the same way, so there’s not much to wonder. Annie sets her things upon the counter, ready to be scanned. A thought pops into her head, and after a beat, Annie raised a curious eyebrow, "So is that how you and Seb met?"