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[ of course, as it turns out, the one thing that she's forgotten to mention to lyssa was the fact that she didn't really have a convenient method of transportation. all she'd asked for the location & time, thinking that would have been enough. of course it hadn't been.

... oh well.

hooking her small messenger bag-slash-purse on her shoulder, she bids her dad goodbye after reassuring him that she'll be back by ten (yes, yes, don't worry, just the mall--). & promptly feels glad that she left two hours before the time she's supposed to meet lyssa 'cause she just missed the bus & the next one won't be arriving for another half-hour. she settles down, pews & waits. long story short (after she subtracts the bus ride & all the weird things her hair is doing in the humidity), she manages to get to the mall in once piece: none of her organs are missing, her dress isn't ripped up, & no one had shoved her head down a toilet. day's pretty good so far (where's wood to knock on when she needed some?). 'cept the fact that she's probably a few minutes late, but--

... oh well.

she'll apologize to lyssa as soon as she can find him. ]

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Huh. That's far away from your dad, though. Will he be okay?

He'll understand. [ hopefully.

maybe.

... he could move with her? ]

[ considers her for a moment. smiles widely again. ]

Well, if I stick around, I'll be sure to keep him company!

[ nods. if she could entrust her dad to anyone, it'd have to be lyssa. ]

Keep an eye on his cheeseburger intake.

[ pats the top of the car, moving to hold the frame of the door instead. ]

After he binges, I promise I'll put him on a diet.

[ shuts the door and then circles the car to the passenger's side, hopping on in before buckling himself in. ]

[ gives lyssa another nod in gratitude. ]

Okay. But nothing too severe. [ he'd mope otherwise. ]

[ beams at nothing in particular as he starts the car and pulls out into the street. ]

Maybe I'll make him be a vegetarian!

[ shakes her head. ]

He'll never last. [ & then he'll start binging. ]

[ hums a little in agreement. ]

You're right, it would be too drastic of a change... [ pause for thought. ends up just shrugging. ] I'll just make sure he only eats McDonalds once every two weeks or so.

Every two weeks? [ noooo--! more like two months! two years! please! ]

I never said he had to buy a hamburger... I'll make him get the salads, how about that?

[ ... oh. ooooh that would be good. ]

Okay. [ maybe french fries if he's been extra good? ]

I'll give him some of my fries once in a while. [ pauses briefly as he turns a corner. ] But if I don't stick around, does he have anyone else that can keep an eye on him?

[ thinks for a moment, then nods slowly. ]

I think so. [ tofu, maybe. but putting her dad & tofu together made her worry even more. maybe her aunt...? dad's brothers? hmm. ]

Good. I can officially leave the country feeling a little less guilty, then!

[ blinks in surprise. ]

Really? [ lyssa wanted to leave the country? ... she didn't know this. while that's okay ('cause lyssa really didn't have to tell her everything), it would've been nice to have gotten a head-start on a farewell present...

maybe she could give him a pony? nah. a gundam... maybe not. a new bag? but he could probably get new bags wherever he was going. oh, maybe a dreidel? he likes those, right? ]

[ while she's monologuing, he's busy shrugging and turning yet another corner. ]

If I happen to get accepted to a school overseas, yes. My mom and dad are taking me to London in the summer to check out the ones I applied for. I'll probably stay here, though.

What if you get accepted both places? [ because knowing lyssa, he will be. ]

[ rolls his eyes upward toward the ceiling of the car when they're at a red light, thinking... then beams over at her. ]

I'll just go to your school, then!

[ please write even when you go to london-- oh.

blinks again. ]

My mom's school? [ really? but it's not ivy league or anything. or even particularly well-known--? ]

Sure! In fact, I'll send in an application the moment I get home. That's okay, right?

[ but... was it good enough for lyssa? --or rather, did it have the programs that lyssa wanted? ]

It's okay. [ if lysas's sure, then. well. it's not like she can say no. she likes having lyssa around & close-by, but friends shouldn't block the way to success for friends... ]

Wonderful! [ leans over to kiss the top of her head before returning to center, driving down the street again when the light turns green. ] Who knows, we might even share the same dorm building.

[ if that's what lyssa wants, then lyssa's dad will probably make that a reality.

just nods, tilting in contentment. ]

Crossing fingers and toes.

[ briefly flashes a thumbs up, leaving it at that for now. it's only a minute later that they finally arrive to their destination, parking in the first open spot he sees. steps out of the car after tugging out his keys from the car, jogging on over to amanda's side to open the door for her.

inclines his head, gesturing for her to exit. ]

M'lady.