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Sat at an empty table, 8tracks open and headphones plugged in, she sat tapping away on her state of the art laptop as she mindlessly tested the strengths of the Cabot and Harpy estates. Something she'd been poking at for a while since Corrine had first asked her to check up on Will, she hadn't exactly told her to keep poking around but she was curious and their firewalls were practically inviting her to look around. And it kept her mind off things: things with Kim, things with Ed, her mom, Gabby living with her dad and Corrine's mom. Besides it wasn't like she was really doing anything wrong.

"Scrambled eggs, salmon and-" A voice began making Abby's nostrils flare. That stench. Swallowing down the nausea, she ripped her headphones off and ran towards the bathroom before she began to puke her guts out. She'd been like this for a few days, it wasn't nothing serious just puking mostly in the morn... ings.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Abby muttered, pulling her phone out of her pocket and trying to figure out when the hell her last period was. Because this was stupid and she wasn't that stupid. And she was late. Like not even a little bit late, like a lot late. She'd just- assumed with her mom, the stress of losing her and the grief. Except now she was puking and Flynn's were fertile fuckers. And Ed was... fucking her like a lot. "Fuck. Fuck!"

Tapping in her phone, she sent out an S.O.S text out. She could not be this stupid, she could not be.

"I'm going to kill him. FUCK!" Abby yelled from the bathroom, kicking the bathroom stall door.



ooc: either get a text from abby or here her swearing/puking in the bathroom at the Quill.

Date: 2015-02-10 09:32 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] starsfallen
Corrine just nods, reaching out a hand to help Abigail up. She's screwed up things enough with Will, and Les, and relationships in general. She's not about to step in with advice there, but it's not wholly necessary. If anything is positive, it's Abby's business before anyone else's. She never told a soul when she took care of it.

"Test first, then worry. You can't figure anything else out until you know. Come on." She offers a smile. "If it's negative I'll buy you the entire stock of condoms to celebrate."
Edited Date: 2015-02-10 09:33 pm (UTC)

Date: 2015-02-10 09:56 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] starsfallen
"Abby." Corrine stops and softly, reassuringly, squeezes her hand. "If you don't want a kid, and you know that, there are options." She makes sure to look her in the eye. "I exercised mine. Whatever happens you're not alone and you're not the first deal with this."

The one piece of dirt the tabloids never managed to find on her. And at least Abigail isn't currently sleeping with all four of her housemates.

"But don't you ever give me 'most of the time' crap. You've seen how many kids your father has spawned, right? Let that be a lesson. Now..." The front strands of Abigail's hair are wet from the splash of water and Corrine uses her other hand to brush one back behind Abby's ear. "Are you ready to get out of here?"
Edited Date: 2015-02-10 09:57 pm (UTC)

Date: 2015-02-11 04:02 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] starsfallen
The air is bitter cold, and the snow not yet all melted, but cold is good for clear thinking given the situation, and Corry keeps hold of Abby's hand until she decides the let go. The corner drug store is close enough that it's practically visible stepping out from The Quill. But Corry also knows every step is a mile in a time like this.

"You don't need to know. Not now. One step at a time."

They cross a small intersection and the brown sign and gold awning looms in front of them.

"You should have been more careful. Fortunately for you there are pills and rings and all sorts of things so in the future, you have no excuse. And we all make mistakes, have you seen the utter hole of despair I left my marriage in?"

When they reach the door, Corrine holds it open for her, giving her another smile of reassurance. "After you."

Date: 2015-02-12 04:59 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] starsfallen
"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."

Date: 2015-02-19 06:09 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] starsfallen
"Well then, welcome to the family." Corrine lets the girl talk, but offers no advice. She can be supporto-gal. Especially in a situation like this, where Corrine has walked these same steps before. But when it comes to relationships, she is staying mum.

So instead she holds Abby's hand with gentle firmness and leads her away from the store and back down the street, chiming in only when she mentions the business with Will. "Acquisitions? Who was talking about that, the Cabots or Harpys?"

Once there is a few blocks of clearance between them and the store, Corrine stops and turns to Abby with a soft reassuring smile. "Do you want to take that back at my place? You can have the guest house to yourself if you want. It might be a bit more private."

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