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Sometimes I go back to Susan’s page and pout because I miss Allie and Susan so much.
ANNOUNCEMENT!
Susan’s 13th birthday is tomorrow! I’m going to be gone all day, but feel free to leave things in my inbox and/or throw a party for her, take her on an outing- that kind of thing. She loves ballet, clothes (lace, pastels, sparkles/glitter, dresses, skirts, and blouses are her thing), dogs, and classical music.
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Once a month, Grian drinks with Susan. He can keep up with her fairly well.
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Grian actually just wants the best for Susan. He will make it seem like he doesn't care, but he will help her out when she needs it.
Tiger HC || 22
Sebastian bought Susan her first Easy Bake Oven when she was seven years old. That was what really introduced her to baking and eventually led to her opening her own bakery (or rather use a bakery as a cover for the workings she does for Moriarty). He tells people that he taught her everything she knows about baking, when he really means that he taught her how to make brownies in the tiny oven all those years ago.
Because their father broke her original one in a drunken rage one night, Sebastian gifted her with a new one the day she opened her shop to keep on the front counter as a sort of decoration.
Behind the Scenes
MEME || Accepting
Seb: She didn’t freak out when I came back?Ash: Who?Seb: Susan.Ash: Oh. Well, I mean she knows what working for Jim is like, maybe she just gets it better than most others.Seb: It’s Susan that we’re talking about. She just… Told me to sleep on her couch.Ash: I know. Seb. She loves you. I think she gets it. I think she’s just happy you’re home.Seb: Have you ever met my little sister? The one who has abandonment issues, the one who shuts me off when I talk about moving away from London. The one who only really likes me when I’m offering her gin?Ash: I have. And I’ve watched you two interact enough to know you’re highly exaggerating.Seb: I didn’t tell her I was leaving. I just. Disappeared. And to my knowledge, Jim didn’t fill her in.Ash: ….Seb: …Ash: … She might actually murder you in your sleep.Seb: … Yup.
tagalongsusan replied to your post: your sister is sleeping with John Watson,...
[Susan saw this and was just like…”Watson? What?”]
[ pfftttt Seb was just like. She can sleep with whoever she wants but john knows better than to take her to my bed. ]
Hands to Hide the Shame || Susan and Sebastian
It was late. Three AM late. And Sebastian was having trouble sleeping for all the obvious reasons. He was drunk, for starters, but that was nothing new since the fall. He often spent his evenings with a whiskey bottle in his hand. The only difference was that tonight he had stopped drinking before passing out.
Oh sure, he had drifted off to sleep for a few moments, only to be woken up by the sounds of his own screams. Bloody wonderful dreams he had now, all about death and falling.
Always f a l l i n g .
It took another twenty minutes before the sniper decided to call it a draw and sent a quick text out to his little sister.
[Text: The Sister] I have gin. And cupcakes. Care to join me? -- SM
He stood and paced back and forth in his living room, waiting for her to reply. She wouldn't be asleep yet, would she? She might have a guy at her flat. That was always possible. But Seb was hoping for a response. Susan was exactly who he needed at the moment.