Re: Penthouse: Iris / Sam
[Sam wasn't surprised to learn Iris wasn't in touch with people, and she didn't question why she knew that, because it would lead to questioning why Iris wasn't in touch with people, yeah? Which was so not fucking happening; it made her shudder to even think about it, and the shaking started in her shoulders and went all the fucking way down to her toes. Chin on her knees now, and she nodded.] Russ too. Joey lived and worked with him forever in Vegas, and Russ was looking out for him here. He's in Gotham. [She pressed her cheek to a kneecap, and she closed her eyes.] I want Cris to come back. [It was sighed, unthinking and fucking simple, yeah?] He'd fix everything.
[She watched as Iris closed the book, inky and unfocused eyes open again, and she wondered what the fuck her sister was hiding from, but she didn't ask that shit either. If Lou was sane, she would just ask him to check into this, but Lou was locked up some fucking place, and Lou wasn't sane.] Yeah, ok, I won't tell anyone. Lou's staying with some friend of the rich fucker you were banging. We kind of name dropped or whatever to get him over there with them.
[Abuelita, increasingly concerned with all the trembling, showed up muttering about seizures with a glass of water and two pills, and Sam swallowed them down without even fucking asking; she didn't care anymore. The girl was out of fight, yeah?]