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had their doors wide open and music blasting. When Cara and Walter walked by, they wolf whistled and spoke loudly about tapping that sweet sugar ass.
They also, once Walter had cleared their vision, talked about the nasty cockroach problem on Porter 4. They emphasized cock with the subtlety of a sledgehammer.
Cara stiffened. “ Cock roach? Please. Fucking apes. Why don’t they just say faggot?”
“Because that will get them written up. Remember, you have to have at least a 3.0 GPA to get into Hope. These are apes who know how to compose B-level insults.”
Walter let her into his room. She stopped short, shook her head and laughed.
“Oh wow. Sardines have more room.” She laughed again, but then she put her hand over her mouth, abruptly sad.
“Hey.” Walter frowned and put his arm around her. “ Hey . What’s going on? Why are you upset?”
“Because I left you here. I dragged you here, and then I left you, and this is what happened.” Walter started to protest, but she aimed a finger at him. “Don’t. I know I did this, so you can just let me stand here and feel bad for a minute.”
“How did you do this? What are you talking about?”
“What am I talking about? I totally dragged you to Hope. I told myself at the time you were miserable and lonely and you needed me, but to be honest, it was the other way around. I wanted you here, so I talked you into it. Now you’re stuck. You should transfer back home. You shouldn’t have to do this.”
Walter rolled his eyes. “Jesus, this wedding shit has made you a sap. You didn’t drag me into anything. I wanted to come, I’m here, and it’s fine.”
“This isn’t fine,” Cara demanded, pointing to the overcrowded room.
“I’ll get it sorted.”
“That’s what you keep telling me on chat. How, Wally?”
He had no idea. He’d sort of dug around the first week and a half, trying to find somewhere new, but it hadn’t been easy. Not for both of them and not together. He could have saved himself six times over, but not Red too, not without splitting them up.
“Leave it.” He held out his arms to indicate himself. “I’m fine. See? Go make a tulle bow or something.” He led her to the futon, then grabbed a Diet Coke out of the fridge, something he’d put there specifically for her arrival. “Speaking of bows. How come the plans? Where is the wedding of the year going to be held? You said you’d found a place.”
“Well, there’s this B&B on the lake I like, and I think it’s where we’ll end up going, unless we cave and go to the country club. Greg still clings to the idea of getting married in the aquarium, but I think it’s out of our price range, thankfully.”
“Yes, because every new bride wants to reek of damp and fish.”
She sighed. “I know. I hate to squash the idea outright, though. It’s his wedding too, and so much of this is turning into some kind of nightmare from Say Yes to the Dress .”
“I take it your mother hasn’t settled back into sanity then?”
Cara rolled her eyes. “Yeah, right. Because she lives there so often.”
Walter put his arm around her and pulled her against him. “Sorry, Pickles.”
“You know that I’m used to it.” She sipped at her Coke. “Speaking of crazy. Meant to tell you this yesterday, but I was so fixated on getting the trailer I forgot. Your mom got kicked out of Whole Foods the other day.”
Walter went still. “What?”
“Yeah, I heard about it from my mom. I couldn’t make any sense out of it, because Mom fixated on the whole Shari-Lucas-is-a-Scandal thing, but from what I could gather, it was all projection. She yelled at some clerk about stuff in the aisle, which was standard, but then she wouldn’t let it go. She only stood down when the police showed up to escort her away.”
Walter shut his eyes and sighed. “Tibby told me the other day that Dad showed up at the house to pick her up and had a new girlfriend.”
“Bingo.” Cara patted his thigh. “I
They also, once Walter had cleared their vision, talked about the nasty cockroach problem on Porter 4. They emphasized cock with the subtlety of a sledgehammer.
Cara stiffened. “ Cock roach? Please. Fucking apes. Why don’t they just say faggot?”
“Because that will get them written up. Remember, you have to have at least a 3.0 GPA to get into Hope. These are apes who know how to compose B-level insults.”
Walter let her into his room. She stopped short, shook her head and laughed.
“Oh wow. Sardines have more room.” She laughed again, but then she put her hand over her mouth, abruptly sad.
“Hey.” Walter frowned and put his arm around her. “ Hey . What’s going on? Why are you upset?”
“Because I left you here. I dragged you here, and then I left you, and this is what happened.” Walter started to protest, but she aimed a finger at him. “Don’t. I know I did this, so you can just let me stand here and feel bad for a minute.”
“How did you do this? What are you talking about?”
“What am I talking about? I totally dragged you to Hope. I told myself at the time you were miserable and lonely and you needed me, but to be honest, it was the other way around. I wanted you here, so I talked you into it. Now you’re stuck. You should transfer back home. You shouldn’t have to do this.”
Walter rolled his eyes. “Jesus, this wedding shit has made you a sap. You didn’t drag me into anything. I wanted to come, I’m here, and it’s fine.”
“This isn’t fine,” Cara demanded, pointing to the overcrowded room.
“I’ll get it sorted.”
“That’s what you keep telling me on chat. How, Wally?”
He had no idea. He’d sort of dug around the first week and a half, trying to find somewhere new, but it hadn’t been easy. Not for both of them and not together. He could have saved himself six times over, but not Red too, not without splitting them up.
“Leave it.” He held out his arms to indicate himself. “I’m fine. See? Go make a tulle bow or something.” He led her to the futon, then grabbed a Diet Coke out of the fridge, something he’d put there specifically for her arrival. “Speaking of bows. How come the plans? Where is the wedding of the year going to be held? You said you’d found a place.”
“Well, there’s this B&B on the lake I like, and I think it’s where we’ll end up going, unless we cave and go to the country club. Greg still clings to the idea of getting married in the aquarium, but I think it’s out of our price range, thankfully.”
“Yes, because every new bride wants to reek of damp and fish.”
She sighed. “I know. I hate to squash the idea outright, though. It’s his wedding too, and so much of this is turning into some kind of nightmare from Say Yes to the Dress .”
“I take it your mother hasn’t settled back into sanity then?”
Cara rolled her eyes. “Yeah, right. Because she lives there so often.”
Walter put his arm around her and pulled her against him. “Sorry, Pickles.”
“You know that I’m used to it.” She sipped at her Coke. “Speaking of crazy. Meant to tell you this yesterday, but I was so fixated on getting the trailer I forgot. Your mom got kicked out of Whole Foods the other day.”
Walter went still. “What?”
“Yeah, I heard about it from my mom. I couldn’t make any sense out of it, because Mom fixated on the whole Shari-Lucas-is-a-Scandal thing, but from what I could gather, it was all projection. She yelled at some clerk about stuff in the aisle, which was standard, but then she wouldn’t let it go. She only stood down when the police showed up to escort her away.”
Walter shut his eyes and sighed. “Tibby told me the other day that Dad showed up at the house to pick her up and had a new girlfriend.”
“Bingo.” Cara patted his thigh. “I
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