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Renee had found the Nessie blanket pushed into the couch, a quick run through the laundry, and grabbing the waiter’s friend. Movie night was on track. She was excited to try a brie she found at the shop when she picked up another bottle of the moscato Nat likes. Natalie rolled in surprisingly early when something knocked at her door. Standing in the hall was Elliott, he invited himself into her apartment.
“Sorry Watts Saturday's for the boys.” Elliott called, pushing Renee out of the room.
“But Monsieur Witt, how's Renee part of ze boy’s? Also Pathfinder’s not really a gendered being.”
“True huh … Well then Saturday is for the gang.” Renee pushed her way past Elliott, annoyed at him.
“What he means to say is that he’s bored and would like to hang out.”
“Oh well they’re both welcome to join movie night.”
“Of course,” switching to Elliott, “could you let me catch up?”
“Sure”
“Thank you for the offer, and he appreciates it but I think he needs to talk to me. Could I get a raincheck?”
“Of course Renee.”
“I love you.”
“Je t’aime mon fantôme.”
The roof, it’s going to be interesting for Elliott picking a quiet place. The gravel shifted under her boot as she approached Path and Elliott silhouetted by the glow of the world; street lights and headlights diffused into the haze.
“So what’s up Elliott?”
“Oh good evening Wraith, I thought you and Wattson were watching movies tonight?”
“Don’t worry about it, what’re we drinking?”
The first couple of drinks passed with little conversation, till Elliott picked the tack he wanted to take “Are you happy Renee?”
“Yes Elliott I am, but this everything isn’t about me and Natalie.”
“It could be, you can’t blame me, you went from distant to being in each other's pockets.”
“Elliott as much as this could be heartwarming if it wasn’t being used to deflect. So is it Crypto or Rampart?”
“Kinda both. Don’t look at me like that Renee.”
“Then walk me through it Elliott.”
“I like both but I’m not sure if I’d like to pursue either romantically or both of them.”
“Ok so they’re both good?”
“I don’t know why I thought this would be a good idea … Path got anything to add?”
“I may know a lot about people but I don’t know how to approach this issue.”
“It’s ok, let’s just finish this drink and call it a night.”
“No Elliott, we can figure this out.” Renee doubled down.
The moon hid in the miasma, sailing through the heavens unmoved by the hopes, dreams, and mistakes of people below.
Renee woke up with a splitting headache and dire need for water. Looking at her phone filled with messages from Elliott that’ll be dealt with eventually. She set a timed message for Nat to offer brunch/lunch and fell back asleep.
“So what happened?”
Renee growled “I think he ended up texting both, but the drunk texts didn’t really make sense.”
“Poor thing.”
“He’ll be fine, is the coffee ready?"