Mars/Jamie: moving time Who: Jamie & Mars Mayer What: Moving day Warnings: Nada
So like, Jamie hadn't thought he had a problem. How much stuff could you GET when you were living in someone else's house, with all their furniture and stuff? Except he had accumulated things over time, casually collecting on hall tables and under the bed and there were at least four more boxes of stuff than Jamie had totally expected. But they were in the new place now. The new place that was hollowed out with that really v specific 'new place' kind of feeling, where there was no furniture and no personality and it echoed a little, kind of like a promise. Jamie hadn't lived anywhere perm that hadn't been the family home, yk? Nowhere that was his, after years and years of crashing in other places and he had a weird sensation of his gut knotting as he thought about it, a vague flutter under his ribs that was a subtle mix of anticipation and worry.
It could all go wrong, tbh with Mars. His younger sister was not as delicate as Jamie had first treated her, china figurine and easily smashed, despite her like, cherubic appearance and terrifyingly glossy exterior. But she wasn't not fragile and this was like, a lot? Given the lack of family Christmases and birthdays and vacations and school days stacked up in the rear. This was new and it was specific and Jamie was kind of looking forward to it more than he'd figured he would. Esp for somewhere he was paying actual rent, and needed to up his actual hours.
So he sat on the edge of a box, and he texted the girl who took the Sunday classes and checked she was cool w/losing two, and he was like, happy. Despite the stuff in boxes, despite the beg-borrow-steal furniture that was getting carried in from a combo of craigslist and the other teachers at the rec center until he could afford something better, and at least the bedrooms were far enough apart that they could tentatively tread back into sibling proximity. He waited for Mars, and he fiddled with his phone and he snapped a photo of empty floorboards and stacked boxes, for the record.