It's quality time, not quantity time! And their anniversary was not...that far away? Maybe she could get the biggest salmon possible and see if she could find some dill and lemon and make a giant roast salmon. Actually, that was a good idea to begin with, it sounded tasty.
"I guess. It's just that you know about my mom and dad. So it was like third verse, same as the first, not at all different. And there's the whole hopeless thing which comes with being close to someone with problems they can't necessarily overcome. Not unless they want it and I'm not sure any of them do," she said regretfully. Her mom had been...as she was for as long as Lexi can remember. Her dad following suit after a near fatal car accident. And Rue during her father's fight with cancer. All of them had genuine reasons behind their behavior, but it didn't make it any easier to watch on the outside.
And Lexi would. Even if it meant people being wished into this scenario. Get them away from the source of bad behavior, whatever it was, and maybe they'd find a way to heal.
Maybe Lexi was too soft-hearted, but with the benefit of hindsight, she'd realized that the only reason why people really fawned over Cassie was because she was beautiful. They didn't seem to care about what she thought or how they felt and that to Lexi would be hell--was hell since she felt like that while she was home.
"You're probably right...I mean, what does it say when I think of the worst thing I can and it's my high school? It's not even damning with faint praise, it's just plain damning." She wondered what would have happened if she had put on her play. What people would've thought. In retrospect, it was too bitter, at least the part about her sister.
And Lexi was considered weird for wanting to do silly things like go as Bob Ross to a Halloween party. For being bookish and getting good grades and tagging along with others who were clearly closer with each other than they were to her.
That made Lexi grin. "You're on. And I still need to come up with the votes for a bad movie party. The problem is, I don't want to inflict Tommy Wiseau's ass on anyone and that's the worst movie I can think of."
"Me neither! It was--I've never gotten along with anyone so well so fast. And I thought you were cute, but I didn't know if you thought I was cute, but we managed to figure things out anyway and that's kind of a miracle." A light when things were at their darkest. That's what it was. And she hoped it always would be.
Lexi wrapped Luz in her arms, trying to keep her feeling supported and held. She could tell that Luz was feeling a little weak and wanted to do what she could to try and help her feel better and if that meant she could cling to Lexi like a koala if she wanted, so would it be.
"It's just shellfish!" she exclaimed with a laugh. "Fish-fish are fine. But I swear I'll never make you eat Gefilte fish. There are lines and that's crossing them," and she honestly wondered if people actually liked the fish or if it was something everyone was lying about to everyone. At least Matzoh ball soup was good.
Lexi honestly disagreed about pigs after a tragic petting zoo incident as a kindergartener. If anyone would have felt justified in eating them as revenge, it should have been her.
"Yeah, target practice is no good. Neither is guinea pig. Those are bad terms." Lexi said firmly. "And I refuse to accept them."
And she laughed. "I'd be disappointed if you didn't!"
Oooh, hadn't thought of her! That could work!
"I guess. It's just that you know about my mom and dad. So it was like third verse, same as the first, not at all different. And there's the whole hopeless thing which comes with being close to someone with problems they can't necessarily overcome. Not unless they want it and I'm not sure any of them do," she said regretfully. Her mom had been...as she was for as long as Lexi can remember. Her dad following suit after a near fatal car accident. And Rue during her father's fight with cancer. All of them had genuine reasons behind their behavior, but it didn't make it any easier to watch on the outside.
And Lexi would. Even if it meant people being wished into this scenario. Get them away from the source of bad behavior, whatever it was, and maybe they'd find a way to heal.
Maybe Lexi was too soft-hearted, but with the benefit of hindsight, she'd realized that the only reason why people really fawned over Cassie was because she was beautiful. They didn't seem to care about what she thought or how they felt and that to Lexi would be hell--was hell since she felt like that while she was home.
"You're probably right...I mean, what does it say when I think of the worst thing I can and it's my high school? It's not even damning with faint praise, it's just plain damning." She wondered what would have happened if she had put on her play. What people would've thought. In retrospect, it was too bitter, at least the part about her sister.
And Lexi was considered weird for wanting to do silly things like go as Bob Ross to a Halloween party. For being bookish and getting good grades and tagging along with others who were clearly closer with each other than they were to her.
That made Lexi grin. "You're on. And I still need to come up with the votes for a bad movie party. The problem is, I don't want to inflict Tommy Wiseau's ass on anyone and that's the worst movie I can think of."
"Me neither! It was--I've never gotten along with anyone so well so fast. And I thought you were cute, but I didn't know if you thought I was cute, but we managed to figure things out anyway and that's kind of a miracle." A light when things were at their darkest. That's what it was. And she hoped it always would be.
Lexi wrapped Luz in her arms, trying to keep her feeling supported and held. She could tell that Luz was feeling a little weak and wanted to do what she could to try and help her feel better and if that meant she could cling to Lexi like a koala if she wanted, so would it be.
"It's just shellfish!" she exclaimed with a laugh. "Fish-fish are fine. But I swear I'll never make you eat Gefilte fish. There are lines and that's crossing them," and she honestly wondered if people actually liked the fish or if it was something everyone was lying about to everyone. At least Matzoh ball soup was good.
Lexi honestly disagreed about pigs after a tragic petting zoo incident as a kindergartener. If anyone would have felt justified in eating them as revenge, it should have been her.
"Yeah, target practice is no good. Neither is guinea pig. Those are bad terms." Lexi said firmly. "And I refuse to accept them."
And she laughed. "I'd be disappointed if you didn't!"