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"When it's cooked, the alcohol's burnt away, so I'm fine." He stretched his arms out as far as they would go and yawned loudly.
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"A disappointing reality, but alright." Tess got to work, though she was working on pure adrenaline—and some vodka sips that turned into something a little more desperate than a sip.
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After a few moments, Runner stood up from his seat and walked over to where Tess was cooking and put a light hand on her forearm. "Lemme help. That vodka will only last for so long."
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She paused, glancing down at his hand, then went right back to work, afraid of crashing if she didn't keep herself busy. "You can help, but I'm not stopping." She reached over with her other hand to grab another "sip," though she made a conscious effort to regulate herself.
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"It's alright to sleep, Tess," he said, pulling a pot from the cabinet at his feet and walking over to the sink to fill it of water. "You don't have to be invincible."
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"I've done this before, Runner," she softly reminded him, then took a breath and looked partially over her shoulder in his direction. "Penne alla vodka, is what I'm making."
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"I have no clue what that is, to be honest," he said, shrugging as he brought the pot over to the stove. "I just know you have to boil noodles."
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"Then you won't be concerned with the alternatives I'm using," she said in an attempt to make him believe she was fine. "I'll tell you what you need to do as we go." She tapped her fingers on the counter, then took a knife to chop up the tomatoes.
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He squinted his eyes over at her but decided not to press his argument to sit down. "What do you need, then?"
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"Salt, any pasta at this point, olive oil, garlic cloves, red pepper, heavy cream, cheese, and parsley. I have the tomatoes." As if in emphasis, she sliced into one and popped a small chunk of it into her mouth.
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"Alright, well…shit." He went through the pantry and fridge for 15 minutes, gathering everything she asked for up.
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((Freaking cat, making this difficult…))
By that point, the water was boiling and Tess had finished with the tomatoes. She grabbed the pasta from him when he walked by with it, then dumped it into the boiling water and fished out a spoon from a drawer.
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He set the rest of the ingredients on the counter next to the stove with a small oof.
"What else?" he asked.
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"That's all the ingredients," she said, "Now we just need to make it." She gave him some instructions, working close to him to help and make sure everything was right. Probably wasn't necessary nor effective, as she was on the verge of dropping, but she didn't seem to either realize it or care.
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Runner glanced down at Tess's legs at one point and frowned when he saw her knees shaking slightly. "Tess….please, just sit down. I can handle it."
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(Their relationship summed up into a song)
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((would you look at that, a song I know))
"If I do that, I'm out for good until whenever," Tess, stubborn as always, making a visible effort to rile up whatever strength she had left for some semblance of being 'fine.'
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This time, Runner wasn't gonna let her convince him.
"You look worse than I do," he said, gently grabbing her hand and tugging her towards the couch. "Go sleep, for fucks sake. I got this."
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(Imao, as soon as Tess closes her eyes Rhianon comes in)
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"Rude," she muttered, but let him guide her to the couch. This was the downside to her power. Using too much during the night made her crash, and when she'd wake up was a gamble. She might be able to be roused; she might not. It might be just a few minutes; it might be an entire day before she woke up naturally.
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((perfect timing and I love it. Poor Tess would have no idea what's going on 'cause she out))
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"G'night," he said, then walked back into the kitchen.
Fucking hell, he thought, releasing a deep sigh. Finally, some peace.
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As soon as Tess crashed on the couch, Rhianon appeared in front of Runner. Her hood was pulled back and it looked like she came here in a hurry. She didn't give Runner any time to react before she was grabbing his chin and searching his body for any harm. When she registered the bandages, she swore viciously and glared around the house. "Where is that scheming, good for nothing sun dragon? I have some words for that criminal."
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"Hold on, hold on, Mom," Runner said, putting his hands on his mother's shoulders. "It wasn't her fault, I promise."
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Rhianon's nostrils flared, still trying to locate Tessa. Her eyes locked onto Runner, however, though they still burned with anger. "She hurt you. How could you defend her?"
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"It wasn't her, Mom. We came across an Enenra and it latched onto her. She wouldn't hurt me."
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Rhianon didn't seem to believe him. "Then explain to me why she didn't try to fight back. If she cared enough for you to not want to hurt you, why didn't she try to prevent it?"
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"She was possessed, like I said. There's not much she can do to prevent it." He moved back to the stove, where the noodles were boiling. "Besides, I'm fine, Mom."
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Rhianon followed, cutting furious glances around the house. "Those bandages say otherwise," she countered, crossing her arms over her chest. "Why are you defending her so adamantly? Last I saw of you two, you'd rather be anywhere but with each other."
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Runner blushed slightly, trying to absorb himself in cutting the rest of the tomato.
"Things changed," was the best response he could come up with.