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]

"Moogle. I'm glad I'm here. Frozen strawberries."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Frozen strawberries, ice cream, and movies tonight." upping the ante on comfort activities! "Think it's safe to leave yet?" that last question was addressed to everyone.

[sliceitwithwind]

The bailiff goes and checks, then hurries back, "They're gone, but would you like me to get your car here?"

[mitochondriaaya]

"Yes!" Aya chorused along with about half the remaining group.

[sliceitwithwind]

Braig tosses him the keys and mentions to Aya, "Betcha she's going to get pregnant and drop out due to grades."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Strung out boyfriend gets her addicted and she drops." Aya countered, not feeling bad in the least for wishing that upon the girl. "She'd be a terrible mom."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yeah, that too." Braig agrees. When the car is brought around the big man stands up again and wraps his arm around Aya's shoulders.

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya reached up and wrapped her hands around Dilan's wrists, half hug, half leash as she headed them towards the doors. "We're going for frozen fruit and ice cream if anyone wants to come?" she offered to the room at large.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Me, obviously." said their driver with a smile, but the rest of them shook heads and went separate ways.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Thank you all." Aya freed one hand to wave at people as they departed. "Should you get some real food before strawberries?" she asked Dilan seriously as they piled in.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yes." he agrees, "But we can order that in at home." anywhere one of them lives is home. Always will be.

[mitochondriaaya]

"That works for me." Aya strapped in and poked Braig "Works for you too I hope? Creamery parlor is right next to that video place we joined." and they had frozen fruit, so that was their best bet.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Awesome." Braig said, "You get me something decadent, I'll rent the movies."

Dilan smiles at them and slowly starts coming out of his funk. "Will do."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Something gooey and bad for you." Aya agreed "Make sure to grab some popcorn, I'm out." the last movie night had left her dry.

"We really want to trust him after the last time he grabbed a batch?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Will do, sweetheart." he said in return, heading into the store.

Dilan shrugged and said, "Worst that happens is we send him out again until he brings things back we enjoy. It can be a game."

[mitochondriaaya]

"You're right. It'll be like the 'send Braig for groceries' game." she chuckled and held the door into the creamery for Dilan.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yup. It's always been a way to kill a day." Dilan said, slipping into the creamery and frowning slightly. "Biggest bucket, one scoop of everything."

That'll do for Braig.

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya elbowed Dilan and added "One bottle of fudge sauce" to the Braig order. She'd promised gooey. "We should send him for groceries again, maybe tomorrow. Three scoops of cookie dough on a brownie with fudge for me."

[sliceitwithwind]

"And a bowl of fruits. No sugar, no sugary-syrup, no canned. Just the ones you've got fresh or frozen for me." Dilan agrees.

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya and Dilan's treats, tucked into boxes, looked rather small in comparison to the bucket placed on the counter when they rang up. "How?" she marveled as everything got tucked in a bag "How does he eat more more junk food than either of us and not lose his teeth?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Obsessive dental hygiene." Dilan says with a smile, pulling his wallet out, "And great genes."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Green toothbrushes" she sighed. Braig and his toothbrushes but..."He doesn't go to the dentist really." and it really just occurred to her! She could agree with the genes though...

She grabbed the bucket, because it'd be coldest, and headed back towards the door. "Bets on whether he's done yet?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yeah he does. He just doesn't like to admit he's going to the dentist so he disguises it by 'just going with Dilan' and I go regularly." He won't say anything about Braig's green toothbrush habit. It's because Dilan buys Braig green toothbrushes.

"He's not. You can bet he's not."

[mitochondriaaya]

"...that's dumb." she sighed "He could tell me." Aya went religiously too, every three months like clockwork. Greeeeeeen toothbrushes. She'd even stocked her bathroom with green for Braig.

"True. Bets on whether he's out before his ice cream melts or should I go back in and stick it in their cooler?" she asked with a grin.

[sliceitwithwind]

"He could, but then you wouldn't have a chance to bitch and moan." Dilan points out. He heads in every three months...just to keep 'em white and sharp. He likes them sharp.

"I figured we'd go back to the car and wait in the cool with it under the AC."