for the rest of us death will be a relief

[praevaricatio]

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[happiness_elude]

We'll see what she wants. She may want her own space.

[Her sister is still a swirl of complicated feelings, but for the most part she's doing her best.]

We can talk to her when she gets here.

[founderscouncil]

Okay. Now. I say, we focus on us. That's why our son's girlfriend is holed up in the Deandungeon.

( Or, whatever it's called. )

[happiness_elude]

[She laughs, shaking her head.]

Are we keeping her there all night, or only until we go out?

[founderscouncil]

We didn't kidnap her. That, and that dress were her ideas. We're not teenagers. Even when we get back. ( His hand slides over the table, atop hers. ) It's a big bunker.

[happiness_elude]

It is. And shockingly empty at the moment.

[Dawn can get up to her own devices. But Miranda is looking forward to getting some quality alone time with her husband.]

[founderscouncil]

Shockingly. So, let's take advantage. We'll finish this up. Hit the drive-in. Come back.

( And... )

[happiness_elude]

Sounds like a plan.

[And with that, they will have a lovely, romantic, much needed evening.]