Suite 138: Ed is sick!

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph's curled up on the couch, wearing pyjama pants, socks and a t-shirt that definitely doesn't belong to her, and watching Star Wars again.

No, she's not missing Billy at all. It's just ...

She's just ...

It's boring without him here, okay!

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[alwaysroomforhope]

"Mono?"

Eyeing.

Careful Not Laughing.

"You have mono?"

[notashortbean.livejournal.com]

"Yep."

Yeah, he has no idea.

[alwaysroomforhope]

Okay, now there's laughing.

"You know how you get that?"

[notashortbean.livejournal.com]

"No."

He eyes her warily.

"I probably don't want to know, either."

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Let me just say one word, Ed."

Smirk, smirk, smirk.

"COOTIES."

[notashortbean.livejournal.com]

"They," Ed says, narrowing his eyes at her, "Don't Exist."

She can't pull that one on him again!

[alwaysroomforhope]

"They don't call mono the kissing disease for nothing, Hephzibah," Steph says gleefully.

She's sorry he's sick. She really is. But he'd be disappointed in her if she let that stand in the way of teasing the hell out of him!

[notashortbean.livejournal.com]

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

La la, he can't hear her!

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Oh, really? I'll have to get you some pamphlets." She's still grinning.

"In the meantime, you gotta REST."

[notashortbean.livejournal.com]

"I don't know if I want them!"

And he gives her an annoyed look.

"Screw rest."

[alwaysroomforhope]

"You want to get better?" She tilts her head to one side. "I'll lend you movies and stuff. But you gotta rest, or you'll be sick for like, ever."

[notashortbean.livejournal.com]

"Movies?"

He looks blank.

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph gestures at the TV, where Luke Skywalker's dodging a remote's bursts. "Movies. .... how have you lived in the Bar this long and not know what movies are, Hep?"

[notashortbean.livejournal.com]

Ed blinks, and stares at it.

"I thought that was just a noisebox!"

[alwaysroomforhope]

Headtilt. " ... a noisebox?"

He never stops giving her new reasons to smirk, this boy.

[notashortbean.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Ed says. "A box that makes a lot of noise! For no purpose at all."

What?

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph giggles.

"Of course. Right, well, sit down and watch. I guess I get to introduce you to the wonder that's TV, huh?"

[notashortbean.livejournal.com]

"Is it anything like computers?"

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Yeah, kind of." Steph drags him back over to the couch, or tries to. "Except you just watch, you can't do stuff, except some stuff."

... She has no idea really.

"This is a movie Billy showed me. 'S called Star Wars. Look, see the little people on the screen?"

[notashortbean.livejournal.com]

Ed lets himself be dragged to the couch, but ends up getting up and shoving his face right near the screen. Uh, right, Ed.

"Yeah, I see 'em," he says, squinting.

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph rolls her eyes. "You can see them from back here, too, and your eyes won't hurt that way."

[notashortbean.livejournal.com]

"...oh."

Ed backs up again, taking a seat finally.

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph throws a pillow at him. A little harder than entirely necessary.

"So, the blonde whingey one, that's Luke, and the rebel-looking one is Han, and the old man's - uh, I forget, but he dies soon anyway."

[notashortbean.livejournal.com]

Ed blinks.

"That one looks familiar," he says, pointing. "Why?"

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Billy says he comes in the bar sometimes," Steph says. "It's a movie about bar people. That's why it's cool!"