Re: Holly + MJ: moving into Clary House
[Holly hadn't contemplated practicalities like sheets. Or she had, but it was something that could be shoved further down the line, once the house thing didn't break, soap-bubble style and hope translated into hard reality. But the house was a house and kind of permanent if MJ was the kind of person who lived in it. No roaches, no shitty landlord, a linen closet with spares, it was like Jersey was rear-view mirror territory.]
I don't have that kind of stuff. [Flippant, as if it didn't matter, as if she could pick out shit from Target tomorrow if she wanted.] If it's cool I can borrow, that would work. Until I get my own stuff. Where's Gwen now? [Having gotten a load of the space, Holly headed toward the door.]
So what does not-nice do for fun around here? I've seen the ice-cream shop after Sunday church, it's like pastel 50s date-night, very PG if that.