"I think the ultimate goal of marriage is staying together." She lets out a whistle of air. "Not that I held very true to that. Pretty sure relationships in general are like - explosives. Either you're going to get beautiful fireworks or disaster and destruction." The simile may or may not be apt. She's just making conversation, trying to offer words of wisdom - that she doesn't really have - to a sister she's barely known she had. "And we are all very combustible people prone to screw ups. Especially Flynns. I'm not one to judge."
Corrine is an expert at hiding purchases. And booze is a lot bigger than a pregnancy test. Sensing Abby's hesitancy, she picks up a large bag of chocolate in a nearby aisle, then covertly slides the boxed pregnancy test from shelf to beneath the bag.
"Oh? Anything interesting? Like Will selling his heart? You were right worrying about that sea bitch." She hands Abby the candy with the obscured box beneath and points to a teenage attendant at one of the counter. "And go to that guy. He's completely stoned, he won't even notice."
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Date: 2015-02-12 04:59 am (UTC)Corrine is an expert at hiding purchases. And booze is a lot bigger than a pregnancy test. Sensing Abby's hesitancy, she picks up a large bag of chocolate in a nearby aisle, then covertly slides the boxed pregnancy test from shelf to beneath the bag.
"Oh? Anything interesting? Like Will selling his heart? You were right worrying about that sea bitch." She hands Abby the candy with the obscured box beneath and points to a teenage attendant at one of the counter. "And go to that guy. He's completely stoned, he won't even notice."