Annie Hargreeves (
defenderofdesmoines) wrote2021-10-28 07:32 am
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MHA #2 | Thursday Evening
It seemed that Wednesday nights had left a giant, gaping hole in Annie's social calendar, and thus it struck her that it had been entirely too long since she'd actually hung out with Rey. Granted, she could have totally swung by and visited during training (and maybe seen whether a year of superheroing made any difference in running that obstacle course), but you couldn't really bring sangria to a training session. Or, well, you could, but Annie didn't hang out with Queen Maeve that much.
So, instead, here she was preparing spooky (?) sangria and getting ready to pour it into spooky glasses, having kicked Diego out for the evening with the promise that he could drink out of a spooky glass later if he wanted.
And maybe she'd set out three glasses. Just Rey was coming over, sure, but it didn't feel right to not acknowledge their absent friend and founder of sangria nights, and pour one out in her honor.
[for the bestie with the obstacle course that no, Annie could still not do a year later.]
So, instead, here she was preparing spooky (?) sangria and getting ready to pour it into spooky glasses, having kicked Diego out for the evening with the promise that he could drink out of a spooky glass later if he wanted.
And maybe she'd set out three glasses. Just Rey was coming over, sure, but it didn't feel right to not acknowledge their absent friend and founder of sangria nights, and pour one out in her honor.
[for the bestie with the obstacle course that no, Annie could still not do a year later.]

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Diego was probably really upset that Halloween had snuck up on her and thus their apartment was without bats and happy candy corn faces and purple lights or whatever.
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Because yes, of course.
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And had been shot, but Annie genuinely believed she'd gotten the truth when she'd pressed Summer on whether things were actually good.
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Rey was just figuring out her place and mostly let herself be directed unless she had to run off and do something in the moment.
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At least, that was how it seemed to Annie, who had no idea.
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Diego would probably drink out of half of a coconut shell if that was what Annie said they were doing that night, let's be real.
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Since the last time she'd seen him there'd been a cake incident.
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She jerked a thumb towards the guest room, which had been mysteriously, beautifully quiet all week. "Five's math finally started, like, producing some answers, thank goodness."
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Which was both sort of scary, and also felt like the most natural thing in the world.
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That was from someone with an anniversary next week where she doubted either of them had even fleetingly thought of that.
"Sorry. Thats big."
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And the buffer of knowing that it wouldn't be until after they found his family made it a little less terrifyingly huge. She had time to get used to the idea.
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Which, like, they'd had a lot of problems, but Annie's experience dating someone who actively kept a lot from her definitely influenced how much she adored Diego's openness. "How are things with John? You guys have to be coming up on a year, right?"
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Because coexisting in Fandom was one thing, but Annie knew very well by now that the real test was how on board your partner was with the batshit craziness you had going on back home.
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She wouldn't call them codependent, but if codependent sleeping was a thing then they were probably that.
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Call it a hunch. The guy seemed good at talking to people.
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She shook her head. "I've got this. It's putting training into practice."
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Never mind where the spaceship would come from. Or who would pilot it.
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More like family by this point, though it felt like too much saying that aloud. And they were crazy protective.
"And I think training is actually working out pretty well." That was practically bragging.
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Maeve did, with her great leaps or whatever, but Maeve also didn't have, you know. Spaceships at the ready.
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Space OSHA wept.
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See, this was where Annie envied her graceful, springy friends and boyfriend. Her solution to a bad guy being on a catwalk? Blast down the catwalk, punch them.
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In case anyone thought Jedi were automatically graceful or anything.
"What about you? How's work?"
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"I'm the top-selling Halloween costume in my version of the US," she shared, doing a little self-deprecating jazz-handy flourish. "And my very bad music video's been released, so. They're keeping me busy with nonsense."
Though the Halloween costume thing was actually kind of cool and she was secretly pretty proud of that.
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Which meant nothing to here but it seemed to be a big thing here!
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Weirder to turn into one's best friend than a Good Witch, or less weird?
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Which in Rey's opinion was way better.
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Because of course Annie thought that was about the cutest thing possible. Especially since, like, she could remember when she had dressed up as her own current teammate, as a kid. So cute.
"It's the cape costume," she clarified. "Which is not what I'm wearing in this now-very-famous video but fortunately I barely wear that thing anymore."
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Like lollipop advertising, and tasteful in memoriam music videos.
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