Oh those lovely lawsuits

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya reached out to slap her alarm clock and pulled the covers over her head. She really didn't want to get out of bed today. The very idea of going into the courtroom scared her. Yes, she'd have to get over that eventually, but suing...suing just gave her the creeps. It felt like things were out of hand. Out of control.

She hated that feeling.

That meant she wanted to stay in bed. Sadly, she could smell coffee. And the snooze button wasn't where it was suppose to be...in fact, her alarm wasn't where it was suppose to be. "The hell?" she muttered from within the blankets.

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[sliceitwithwind]

"Up and at them, monkey!" Dilan calls from where the coffee is, "I made blueberry muffins, coffee, and bacon. Up, up, up."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Mrrrrr?" she mumbled from under her pillows "Don't wanna!!" she was, of course, slipping her feet to the floor as she said it though. No need for...drastic...measures.

"Did I know you were here?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Only in that way where if you didn't count on it you weren't thinking." Dilan says cheerfully.

[mitochondriaaya]

"I thought it'd be..." she stumbled out into the kitchen, one of Braig's old video game shirts instead of jammies on "...later? It's six in the morning!" she really should have seen this coming, yes, but...

"Six!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"...Braig won't be here until noon." Dilan says after a bemused moment, "Have a muffin, monkey-girl."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Because he's sane!" she laughed despite herself and made grabby hands at the coffee pot. "Muffin after caffeine!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Because he's lazy!" Dilan argues, passing over a cup of coffee doctored the way she likes it, "Sit and eat."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Well, that too. He has many qualities!" Aya hopped on the counter and swung her feet as she started emptying the mug. This early in the morning she did prefer a little milk to cool it down..."You wanted to make sure I wasn't going to chicken out?" she half-joked.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Nah. I just don't sleep much, monkey, and you don't eat in the morning if you're stressed."

So obviously he needed to come over hours early and cook.

[mitochondriaaya]

"I'd have eaten!" maybe. Granola bars counted right? Or half before she lost her appetite...

"Don't you have experiments?" she poked him with her foot in lieu of asking for a muffin. "I could have slept another hour!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Uh huh." he sticks a muffin and bacon on a plate and slides it over in front of her.

"Well. Yeah. But I've also got friends who owe me long nights of checking on their things so that they didn't have to get up every couple of hours, and I called in one of those favours."

[mitochondriaaya]

"I really would have." she was sixteen! That meant she could take care of herself! As a matter of course she started eating. She didn't need to be knocked down and force fed or something today...

"Oh, well, I'll have to make them cookies in thanks or something." because as she was waking up, well, she was really glad she wasn't alone.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Oatmeal raison." Dilan says, dishing his own bacon up and settling across from her.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Well, I'm glad you thought ahead..." she paused in picking apart her muffin to stick her tongue out at him. "I was just going to throw darts at cookie recipes..."

[sliceitwithwind]

"I gave him some for his birthday, that's what he asked for." Dilan says, laughing and eating happily. He likes being around her.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Still would have been fun to guess." she was...eating all the blueberries. That counted as eating right? She'd start in on the bacon after the fruit. "Hey Dilan? Do you think...we're doing the right thing?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"As opposed to doing nothing?" he asks, sobering, "Eat the muffin, not just the berries."

[mitochondriaaya]

"...could have just broken her other arm." she grumped, shuffling the muffin bits into a pile "I mean, by accident or something. I wasn't going to hunt her down."

[sliceitwithwind]

"No, Aya." he says quietly, "This is the best resort."

[mitochondriaaya]

"But it's..." she started poking at her bacon instead of looking at him "...feels like fighting dirty. I hate going at things sideways."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Aya..." he sighs, "This is the legal way to do it."

[mitochondriaaya]

"I know" she slumped in her seat and put her feet in Dilan's lap under the table "It just seems like such a stupid reason to go to court! It's...a spoiled bitch. Legal systems shouldn't be tied up with that. And I just want to hit her." she was at least honest!

[sliceitwithwind]

"Look at it this way, monkey...you'll be hitting her where it hurts, in her reputation."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Only because you told me to." She admitted. "Yeah, it'll hurt her but...it's a lot less satisfying." and she had to get all dressed up. "You're wearing a suit right?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Mmm. Yes and no. We're wearing suits and lab coats. It makes me look less like someone who breaks knees for a living."