sky_so_blue (sky_so_blue) wrote in the_dome, @ 2013-11-26 21:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | 04-15-2017, clementine, clementine and skylar, skylar |
Places I'd Rather Be
Who: Clementine and Skylar
Where: Skylar's house
When: morning
Clementine didn’t want to be doing this. What with everything between them, she didn’t exactly want to be scoping out Skylar right now but she felt compelled to make sure he was alright, after a night like last night. She was worried he would have gone out there to make sure the plants were fine and somehow not gotten back inside. Whatever it was, Clementine was now facing down his door, deciding whether or not to knock on it when her hand just reached out and made the sound for her.
Skylar was still in his house, having fallen asleep at some point on the couch near the fire. He was warm enough he supposed, wrapped in a blanket and warm clothes, but the bucket that caught the water in his kitchen was close to full. Definitely needed to get that fixed. At the knock he jerked awake, looking around before stumbling towards the door, still wrapped in his blanket and blinking at Clementine. “What are you doing here?” He didn’t sound upset, just confused.
Thank god. He could walk, which was good, and he wasn’t dead of pneumonia on the floor, which was also good. And as soon as she saw him ok, she realized that she really shouldn’t be here. So she was already backtracking mentally, trying to find the easiest way for her to leave. “I...wanted to make sure you weren’t dead. And you aren’t. So I’m gonna...go now.”
“No, not dead...wait what?” Skylar was more than confused, but what Lydia had said was filtering through his sleep addled brain. The relationships that mattered were sometimes the ones you had to work at. Skylar reached out for her arm, pulling her into the house. “You don’t have to go. Come inside.”
She didn’t expect him to take her arm, she didn’t really expect much right now other than being able to leave. But still she was following him into his house, trying not to get caught up in seeing it for the first time. “Skylar, I should really go. You’re fine, you’re safe, the plants are safe...I didn’t mean to wake you up. Go back to sleep.”
“You can stay though. I want you to stay.” Skylar smiled, pulling her closer to the fire then trying to get it sparked up again. “I’m glad you came by. Sit.”
She hesitated, not sitting down but instead crossing her arms to bring her shawl closer to her. “I don’t know if me staying is such a good idea right now, Skylar…” She looked up at the sound of a drip and saw a bucket not too far from her. “...Sky...you have a hole in your roof? What the hell were you doing staying here during a huge storm if you have holes in your roof?”
“Why wouldn’t it?” he asked, then looked over at the bucket and shrugged. “Um….where else was I going to go? I guess the greenhouse, but the house is more comfy. Minus the hole.”
“You could have come to my house…” she said instantly, now not thinking of their fight. He’d been in this house with that raging storm? “You’re probably sick now...or getting sick. Do you have a fever?”
Skylar sat close to her, shrugging. “I don’t think I do. I feel fine.” He smiled though, almost laughing. “You just said you can’t be here, but I should have stayed with you?”
She could feel him the instant he moved closer. She was very, very aware of where he was near her. He’d caught her in that, though, and she didn’t know what to say so she cleared her throat and just looked down at her hands. “I really should go, Skylar…”
He frowned and his shoulders slumped. “Why? Why do you have to go?” She hadn’t answered that yet had she? He didn’t think so.
“Because I don’t think being here right now is the best thing for us, Skylar,” She said, looking back at him. “I only came over to make sure you hadn’t died or gotten hurt. I don’t know if staying is such a good idea, not with what happened.”
He opened his mouth then shut it, frowning more. “But...you said we were still friends. You were going to help out at the greenhouse.” It didn’t seem like that was what Clementine wanted anymore.
Sighing, she ran her hands through her hair. “Of course we’re still friends, Skylar. I just...I feel awkward. It’s hard to sit here like we didn’t just have that conversation…” She glanced back over at him, wanting to be back to where they had been before all of this. Where things felt right and normal.
That left Skylar frowning again. “What else are we supposed to do now then? You just go and I don’t get to see you again?” He didn’t like that. That sounded kind of sad really.
“No, you don’t not get to see me again, but...what do you want to do now, then?” How did he not feel awkward about this? Maybe it was just living with her, but he basically had told her he liked her and Kenzie and she couldn’t handle being in a trio.
Skylar shrugged, scooting closer. “We can just sit here. Stay warm. Talk about things?” He had always liked just being around her, her charisma and shine. How could he not?
She didn’t feel very shiny right now, but she didn’t really want to leave. She didn’t know what to talk about so she just pulled her white, knitted shawl closer to her and looked back at him. “..What do you want to talk about?”
She looked cold which had Skylar shifting again and wrapping his blanket around her. “Whatever you want. I just like listening to you talk.” There was something sweet about it and he was thinking that maybe it was worth his time more than he gave her credit. If Lydia’s insight applied to Clementine rather than Kenzie.
Clementine didn’t really have an idea of what she wanted to talk about. She hadn’t come here wanting to talk about anything, just to make sure he was ok. And now she was racking her brain for something to say to him, which just made her feel more awkward. “I don’t...I don’t really know what to talk about right now, Skylar. No one’s buying my stuff anymore so I think I might have to stop trying to sell my blankets and scarves right now. Was thinking about starting to work at the diner and helping Zania out at her club…”
He frowned. “What do you mean no one’s buying anything? That’s not good. I could buy some things.” He had some spare money and the scarf she’d given him was great. “I thought you wanted to work here. So you could be around the plants.” And him. But he was starting to realize that she didn’t want to be around him and he didn’t like it.
“I do want to work here, but we never talked about money. I said I would help out here, I never asked you to pay me,” She said, looking back at him and shook her head. “You don’t have to buy anything, Skylar. I’m just sad, I guess, that I must not be doing a good enjoy job of trying to sell my stuff. I don’t...Selling always makes me feel wrong, like I’m cheating someone out of their money.”
“You do a great job, your work is really great. And you aren’t cheating anyone out of anything!” Skylar hated that his Clementine looked so sad and he wrapped an arm around her. “I can pay you. I figured I would. I wouldn’t want you to think you had to work for free.”
The blanket was one thing but his arm instantly made her feel conflicted. She wanted it there and yet, at the same time, she was nervous about letting it stay there, about what it might mean. “I offered to help out, Sky. You don’t pay volunteers,” She chided gently, looking back at him with a softer smile. “I’ll figure something out. You shouldn’t worry. I guess I’d just hoped...hoped that luxuries were a thing that we could all agree to let back into our lives again. I guess not, though.”
“Well I was paying the girl you’d be replacing,” Skylar pointed out. “What kind of luxuries? Is there something you need?” He could help with that for sure. “And I do worry. We’re friends. You worry about me, I can worry about you too.”
Clementine already felt strange being here so casually right now. The idea of being paid by Skylar too was just weirder. She shook her head. “Keep your money, invest in the plants. I love those plants. They’re important.” She shrugged a little more. “I don’t need anything, but I make luxuries, I guess. Scarves and gloves spun from handmade yarn apparently aren’t huge sellers here. I make blankets too, but those weren’t doing well either. It’s just sad, you know? I’d hoped once we got to the dome, people would want luxuries again.”
“Too bad. I should pay you anyway.” He didn’t need to spend extra money at this rate. “I think if the weather stays like this they’ll need more blankets and scarves that’s for sure. But I guess...they don’t like the luxury plants either.”
She turned a little so she would watch him and a real smile, even though it was still small, came to her lips. “I guess not. But that doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy them, right? The scarves and the plants.”It’s too bad your plants don’t needs scarves or something,” She joked.
“Some of them could use them if it keeps getting colder.” He pulled the blanket more around her, which brought her closer. That smile was completely worth it. “We can enjoy them. I’m already looking forward to it.”
She watched him for a moment, loving and hating how much she wanted to sit here and be next to him. “If there’s another storm like this, you have to promise you aren’t going to stick it out in a house with a leaky roof, Sky…”
He looked towards the roof, then shrugged. “Okay. Promise. I will sleep in the greenhouse next time.” He smirked some, pretty sure that wasn’t what she meant, but it was as good as he had.
She rolled her eyes. “No, you come to my house, ok? Just don’t...stick it out here. It scares me to know you’re in a house that has a leaky roof in a huge storm. We could fix it?” She suggested, looking back at the hole in the roof.
“I’d like to be in your house,” Skylar said, smiling a little at the idea. He looked at the ceiling and the smile faded. “I think I can get it fixed. Or find someone to. Nic’ll know if there’s someone. Or maybe he’ll do it for me.”
“Or we could do it together and we could learn a new skill,” She said, grinning a little more as she looked back at him and nudged him with her shoulder. “It won’t be easy, but won’t it be worth it for you to know that you fixed your house yourself?”
“Depends on if I manage to break it more or not.” Which was part of why he wanted someone to help. But if she wanted to help… “We can try though. If we break it more we’ll find someone else to fix the bigger hole.”
“Right. We still need to be self-sufficient now, even with the dome. So much weird stuff is happening that it can’t hurt to keep trying on our own, you know?” She asked, shrugging a little. “So I guess we need to get in touch with someone at the lumber yard then.”
“So much weird stuff.” Skylar was still getting his head around the fact that there was so much weird stuff and he’d all but stepped into it. It was just weird. Too weird. “Um. Maybe. I think it just needs new shingles.”
“Who has new shingles that we could?” She asked, looking back at Skylar. “Probably someone at the lumber yard, right?” She hinted again, another grin forming on his lips.
“Are you trying to get me to go to the lumberyard? Is there a hot guy there that you want to see?” Skylar was starting to think that was the point. “Am I going to get jealous?”
Would he even get jealous? Jealousy was something that happened strangely easily between the two of them, it seemed, but always ended up convoluted. “I’m trying to get you to go to the lumberyard because this is your house and you should get the shingles. I said I’d help you with the roof, but I’m not gonna do your errands for you.”
“I don’t want you to go anywhere. I want you to stay right here not heading out into the cold.” Skylar looked at the roof and shrugged. “It’ll be fine for now.”
Carefully, Clementine leaned further back and settled into the couch. “I’ll stay, for now,” She said, giving him another smile. The fire was nice and she was comfortable despite how mentally awkward she felt still. But for now, it was nice just to sit here with him.