Re: Holly + MJ: moving into Clary House
I so don't have the patience for Instagram. [It wasn't a confession. Holly didn't think it needed confessing. Instagram was a lot of pretty photos but it sorta required thinking about taking them, and Holly was here-and-now rather than look-back-later. And understated? Was so far gone it had never exactly been on Holly's radar. But MJ was already easier to get than Dahlia, who said stuff that didn't resonate somewhere light but deeper, sub-cutaneous and purposeful.
She walked into the room, which had that echo-quality from empty places, a bed and a set of drawers and nothing else and she twirled on the spot to check it out.] I know Cat from a while ago. I haven't seen her in years. Matt sounds like good people. [And she wasn't reticent or whatever, it was seriously hard to explain and Holly skimmed when shit got difficult. But she laughed at the description of Destiny. ]
I'm not even close to that nice. [Not a confession either, but fact and Holly grinned from the center of the room.] She doesn't yell? And Matt's quiet and doesn't talk a lot, basically it's on you and me to be the regular to round this out?