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[ double-checks that everything in the house is straightened and in its proper place, despite having cleaned everything earlier that morning. a few peeks up the stairs towards her brother's room is the only other movement she makes besides nudging things here and there, taking a seat on the edge of a chair when she realizes that it probably won't be very long now. is quite aware (was made aware) that her brother had tricked anthony into thinking they were going to meet at twelve instead of twelve-thirty, but still can't help but glance outside the front window every few minutes to make sure that she would be there when he arrived. ]

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Whatever my secretary says, I guess.

Cool beans.

[ reaches over to ruffle michael's hair roughly again while scooping up her burritos with her free hand. gestures a farewell to jeremy, winks and blows a kiss to anthony, then turns and wanders away. ]

[ stiffens a minute after she leaves, looking scared. ]

Oh shit! She still has my camera! Oh shit, oh shit-- [ gathers up his things, slinging his backpack over his shoulder quickly. waves at michael & anthony. ]

Uh, it was nice meeting you, see you again later tonight! [ spins on his heels, running across the mall while yelling: ] RACHEL!

[ just. stares. then, belatedly, when jeremy is lost in the crowd of bodies: ]

Run, Forrest, run.

[ lifts a hand to smooth out his hair as anthony speaks, only looking away from his cellphone when he feels it is necessary to. ]

Are you certain that you wish to join us tonight?

I'm never certain about anything. [ pause. ] Is she the grudge-holding type?

It highly depends on her mood. [ pockets his phone. ] However, it is your decision whether or not to go, in the end.

[ stares down at the tabletop with a great degree of concentration. looks up & shrugs. ]

You're still coming with.

[ hums out a small sound of agreement. ]

Are you finished with your meal?

[ dusts off his hands for show. ]

There's enough grease rolling around in my stomach for now, yeah.

Very well. [ stands, grabbing for his tray and the empty water bottle. ] Your next stop?

I don't know. Apple store?

[ nods, moving to throw away the trash and place the tray in the appropriate slot on top of the trash can. ]

[ throws out his own trash (a large majority of it being jeremy's) & dusts off his hands again. looks down at them, feeling a little gross, before shrugging it off & turning his body in the general direction of the apple store. notes the placement of the sports store when they're walking, deciding that it's probably worth braving the tornado that is his captain today in a silent thanks for a relatively good day. ]

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