#* cece

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@bonnmot

     “It was really nice of you to talk to me, Mr Westlake.” She made cookies. They’re not exactly perfect; they were supposed to be slice-and-bake rainbow cookies, but the rainbows are a little stubby and malformed. They still taste good. James approved, too, because he had three before he dipped. She slides the box over to him. “Jeez, I hope you like cookies.”

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@mousekateer

     Cowboy comes into the room and Cece is stretched out over the entire sofa. She tips her head back so she can see him, upside down. “Jimmy wrote me about you.”

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@sameriver

     Cecilia has been lounging listlessly on the couch with her feet dangling over the arm ever since Jimmy went out on a “work emergency”, whatever the heck that’s supposed to mean. He writes stuff, how could he possibly be needed at work in an emergency situation. He could just text it in.

     She’s playing Wolfenstein but it’s no fun with no Jimmy to joke around with. His boyfriend doesn’t look like the type to joke around and truth be told she’s kind of scared of him. In between playing she keeps giving him curious sidelong glances, eyes narrowed, like she’s trying to peel back consecutive layers of the proverbial onion to reach the - what, onion meat? of his core.

     “Hey, Ben,” she says, abruptly, hitting pause and sitting up. “D’you play Overwatch?”

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@mousekateer 

     Cecilia has resigned herself to the kitchen. She tosses an unpopped popcorn kernel at Cowboy from where she’s sitting on the countertop, legs swinging, in full control of the pizza. A thought strikes her.

     Around a mouthful: “Smash or pass. Roger Rabbit from Who Framed Roger Rabbit.”

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@dustangel

     “You’re not Jimmy’s girlfriend, are you?” More than anything else, the tone that drives her voice is concern. “Because you can do better I bet.”

[unastute]

even if you’ve only interacted with jess for .5 seconds outside a gas station, she will mom you so hard if she thinks you’re upset

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@dustangel liked

     “He’s not here.” Cece hates to be the bearer of bad news, but nobody else is home. The responsibility has fallen to her. Her mom said not to answer the door to strangers, but she looked through the peephole and recognised Edith, which makes her definitely not a stranger. So the door’s open. “He went to Kansas. But you can come in if you want, you look tired.”