house of balloons.

I don’t know? Does it matter?

Yeah, unless you want to wander around aimlessly.

Thanks, Cora. [She smiles brightly, closes her book.]

Come on, no one is supposed to be at school during their birthdays.

I definitely don’t disagree. Where to?

… Oh. I totally forgot about it.

Yeah, I can see that.

Happy birthday.

Not all day, just until I’ve finished that reading.

What’s wrong with studying today. I thought studying was a good thing.

I mean, it is... but today?

...Malia... you do realize it’s your birthday, right?

[Cora looks up from her book, raising an eyebrow at her cousin.] You’re seriously just going to sit here all day?

That’s how you plan to spend today?

#posts: texts #c: isaac #texts: isaac

Text → Isaac

Isaac: No way. You can't just start at season five, Cora. Either season three or season one.

Isaac: And we'll probably end up watching Scream the TV series afterward. To give Daria her horror fill.

Cora: Scream is hardly a horror. I vote AHS.

Cora: You can kidnap Daria, I'll go break in.

Cora: And don't think I didn't notice you thirdwheeling me. Lame, Lahey.

Group Text → Pack

Allison: Hey! What's everyone bringing for dinner on Thursday?

Scott: Pie! :D

Fiona: Mac n' cheese!

Lydia: Hmm... Salad?

Malia: I can bring a deer

Isaac: No comment. I'll bring more pies, seeing as... Scott and I... are coming from the same place...

Cora: I'll bring whatever no one else volunteers to bring.

#posts: texts #c: pack #texts: pack

Text → Isaac

Isaac: Your sarcasm and lack of enthusiasm is not appreciated, Miss Hale.

Isaac: No, but seriously! Let's ditch class and break into Daria's apartment. We can marathon Dance Moms!

Cora: Are you using me as an excuse to [unsent]

Cora: Are we just watching the last season? If we are, I'm going to spend the whole day dragging these moms through the mud.

#posts: texts #c: isaac #texts: isaac

Text → Isaac

Isaac: Cora, I demand immediate attention.

Cora: And in other breaking news, fish swim and water is wet.

#posts: texts #c: isaac #texts: isaac

Text → Connor

Cora: You're a god among men, btw. I love you, and I'm so sorry I tried to convince Derek to eliminate you when you started saying nice things about me online. You're a wonderful human being.

#posts: texts #c: connor #texts: connor

What the hell are you talking about, you’re super cute. Anyone can have puppy eyes. – Oh my god, now you’re talking. He can never say no to Lucy, this is the best plan ever.

Let’s do it.

Hey! I am not cute!

I wonder if we can get her to record it.

You’re his sister! Try the puppy eyes?

I don’t have puppy eyes, Daria. Cute people have puppy eyes. Lucy has the puppy eyes. Ooh, maybe we can ask her.

I’m not gonna sue you for making me laugh and healing me. But now I wanna see Derek do that. … Could you make him do it?

#[ And then compare it to Cora's adorable power puff smile ]#posts: replies #c: daria #replies: daria

Yeah, right. I’m a werewolf, not a miracle worker.

[She chuckles.] What the hell was that. Derek didn’t do that the other day.

… That would have been so funny if he had. Damn.

Of course he didn’t. Can you imagine him doing something that silly? It’s not a healing requirement. It’s just something I felt like doing. Sue me.

[Daria feels her pain gradually disapear and squeezes Cora’s hand in sympathy once her veins are back to normal. She shrugged after letting go of her friend’s hand.] I mean you get used to it.

Yeah, definitely. Thanks again. Are you okay?

Gimme a sec. [She shakes her head a bit, as if shaking off her pain, then looks back at Daria.] I’m good.