edmund lets lucy drive them home because he still doesn't trust himself to drive stoned, and on the way she babbles abou the time she and christa drove stoned back from smoking at the stop 'n shop parking lot, "and all the cars on the road were, like, going so fast, and we were like, going so fast and we were all what the fuck, crazy speedsters, but then we looked at the speedometer and we were going 25." edmund laughs at all the right places, and she giggles along with him.
they stop at a taco bell drive-through, and while they're inching towards the pick-up window, lucy says, "thanks, ed."
edmund rolls his eyes and says, "whatever, dorkus."
they come back to see susan chain smoking on the steps of the apartment building, with eyes rimmed red and a closed-off look, and lucy thinks, uh-oh.
"where's pete?" edmund asks after a moment's hesitation.
"he's out getting cigarettes," susan replies holllowly.
edmund and lucy exchange glances, then, she ventures, "are you okay?"
"i'm just--" susan begins. then she sighs, and tells them she is fine.
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lucy puts the shrooms in a plastic baggie and stuffs them in her underwear drawer. she should've done that first thing, but she hadn't exactly been thinking straight coming back from ben's. it had been a split-second decision, after collecting her underwear off his bedroom floor, to open his closet door and wrench with spiteful clumsiness the shrooms he had been cultivating with care all these months. it was just to piss him off, and by the voicemails he's been leaving her, it seems to have worked.
Re: 2/2
they stop at a taco bell drive-through, and while they're inching towards the pick-up window, lucy says, "thanks, ed."
edmund rolls his eyes and says, "whatever, dorkus."
they come back to see susan chain smoking on the steps of the apartment building, with eyes rimmed red and a closed-off look, and lucy thinks, uh-oh.
"where's pete?" edmund asks after a moment's hesitation.
"he's out getting cigarettes," susan replies holllowly.
edmund and lucy exchange glances, then, she ventures, "are you okay?"
"i'm just--" susan begins. then she sighs, and tells them she is fine.
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lucy puts the shrooms in a plastic baggie and stuffs them in her underwear drawer. she should've done that first thing, but she hadn't exactly been thinking straight coming back from ben's. it had been a split-second decision, after collecting her underwear off his bedroom floor, to open his closet door and wrench with spiteful clumsiness the shrooms he had been cultivating with care all these months. it was just to piss him off, and by the voicemails he's been leaving her, it seems to have worked.
lucy stops checking her voicemail eventually.