with your feet in the air and your head on the ground, try this trick and spin it

[facilitated]

Who: Laura Hawley and Jesse Pinkman
What: Apologies and stuff
When: day 49; evening (after this
Where: Lighthouse
Warnings: Always always language, maybe mentions of drug use and previous violence. Dumb drinking perhaps


It's not the most foolproof method of trying to arrange an apology session, but it's the best she's come up with. Out of the house seemed like a good idea - the last thing she wanted to do was go to his room to apologise, find something she didn't want to see and start an argument up all over again. So out of the room it was, and out of the house seemed smarter. Neutral ground and all that, and that's where the lighthouse came in. The alcohol, well everything goes smoother with a drink to wash it down, right?

Basically it's not her best idea ever, but it's still an idea and better than the slow crawl towards something resembling a friendship that they're both trying to do right now. She's had enough of that, time to suck it up and wing this apology and hope to hell she doesn't completely screw it up. She's got two glasses from their kitchen, a bottle of something sweet and cheap for herself, and she's carrying her gun again. Sorry everyone, but she's not going to just lie down and wait for someone to come up and kill her too. Lord knows she'll never use it, but that doesn't mean that whoever it is killing people knows that.

Now all she can do is wait at the foot of the lighthouse. That is, of course, provided he even shows up.

Comments

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Jesse had no idea what he was in for, but he was anything but contrary when it came to certain requests, particularly from certain people. He could be obedient when the call really came for it, and random as shit as this one was, he was still heading up to the damn lighthouse with a six-pack and a bottle of vodka. Probably wasn't enough, but he was hoping on Laura bringing some with her. So goddamn glad he found out where the bar was. Especially after he went up and lost his -

Whatever. He didn't know what he was in for here, he thought he was done with apologies and trouble and he didn't know why the house was off-limits for whatever reason if the two just wanted to get their drink on. He assumed there was something else going on here because of that, but it still didn't mean he dreaded that entire walk to the lighthouse.

Everything felt tired on him right now, and the beer bottles kept clinking where his hands were starting their shaking already. Wasn't like he had another choice.

Jesse bangs an elbow against the door as a means of knocking, tucks the vodka bottle under an arm before he opens up and peeks his head inside. "Yo, special delivery."