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Five Years Gone
Date: Spring 2012 Characters: Jamie Madrox, Candice Wilmer Summary:… 
4th-Oct-2007 09:06 am
Date: Spring 2012
Characters: Jamie Madrox, Candice Wilmer
Summary: Mundane things like grocery shopping are still a necessity, even in a post-apocalyptic world.
Warnings: Some language on page 3
Status: Complete
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It wasn't the lack of food in the house that bothered her the most, but the lack of alcohol. She and Jimmy had drunk the last beer, smoked the last cigarette and finality of it gave her the creeps. All it took was for someone to put a bullet in her cranium and that would end that story.

"Mornings make me cranky, James," she sighed into the phone as she picked it up on its final ring, her head swimming with the remnants of sleep and nightmare. Anyone else and she might have never picked up, but Jamie was prone to worry. He thought something was wrong and he'd send one of his dupes to break down her door and she wasn't in the mood to explain that to the landlord.

A quick glance at her alarm clock told her it was barely even six AM.

"What do you want and why are you up so early?"
4th-Oct-2007 07:30 am (UTC)
"I know, I'm sorry," he said quickly, shifting from foot to foot outside her apartment building. Something he wasn't sure he wanted to mention right away. Better to convince her to come first before he started dropping hints about his creepy stalking tendencies.

"I was just going to go to the store for some things. Groceries. And I thought maybe you needed to go and so I was going to offer to keep you company. If you wanted to go."

A pause.

"There are some good sales on."
4th-Oct-2007 07:39 am (UTC)
That was perhaps the most convoluted reasoning she'd heard in a long time, and she worked with people who liked to blow stuff up.

After a moment of silence in which she tried to process his logic and failed abysmally, Candice sat up. "Right. Groceries. At six AM."

Another sigh and a yawn later and she was aware resistance was futile.

"Want me to come pick you up in... an hour or so?" she suggested, thinking it would give her time for a short nap and a quick shower.
4th-Oct-2007 07:41 am (UTC)
"Uh..." Jamie winced, sticking his hands in his coat pockets, cradling his cell between his ear and shoulder.

"I'm already in the neighborhood."
4th-Oct-2007 07:43 am (UTC)
"Where in the neighborhood?" she yawned. What was he doing up and about at this ungodly hour?

"If you're planning to tell me you're outside my house, I'll be very freaked out."
4th-Oct-2007 07:45 am (UTC)
Cue another wince and a pause that was probably long enough to give him away.

"Just...around." And if it wasn't, his answer certainly was.
4th-Oct-2007 07:47 am (UTC)
"You're creeping me out, man," she teased, kicking the covers away and padding over barefoot into the livingroom to look out the window. Sure enough, around meant right outside her building.

"I desperately need to buy a flowerpot."
4th-Oct-2007 07:50 am (UTC)
He caught her tone, looking up and seeing her in the window, one hand coming up in a rueful wave.

"I'm not even going to try for an excuse," he told her, sticking his hand back in his pocket. "And, well, they have seeds and stuff like that the grocery store."
4th-Oct-2007 07:53 am (UTC)
"Can't throw seeds at stalkers," she grinned, flicking her fingers at him in greeting and rolling her eyes. "Come on up, it's too damn cold to wait outside."

She disconnected the call, moving to unlock the door and half-hoping her ex-husband had left already. If he'd even come home to begin with.
4th-Oct-2007 07:58 am (UTC)
He did as she said, climbing the stairs to her floor one after the other. Hesitating on knocking too loud, in case Jimmy was home, Jamie tried the doorknob, frowning when it twisted easily, letting him in.

"Your door was unlocked," he told her as he came in, making sure to twist the deadbolt when he closed it behind him.
4th-Oct-2007 08:01 am (UTC)
By the time he made it upstairs, she'd changed into a pair of faded jeans and a T-shirt, the logo ripped through by too much washing. "Yeah, I like to tempt fate like that," she smiled, tying her hair up in a ponytail.

"Since when do you like to shop, anyway? Thought that was Kirin's area of expertise."
4th-Oct-2007 08:07 am (UTC)
"Just trying to help out," he said, shrugging. "I'm a failure at anything kitchen-related, so not much use there. Least I can do is buy the food."

Even if most of it went uncooked and uneaten, in favor of cheap take-out when they were too tired and to beaten down to do anything but crawl into bed with each other. When they remembered meals in the first place.

Jamie shook his head slightly, wishing the thoughts would leave that easily.
4th-Oct-2007 08:11 am (UTC)
Candice stopped on her way to the bedroom to find her wallet. Jimmy's door was closed, but that could mean a number of things. She didn't feel like picking it apart.

"You mean we're not going to buy drugs?" she complained with a smirk, grabbing her holster on the way. Just in case; it didn't hurt to be prepared. "Come on, at least we can get something to drink. I haven't tasted gin in a month." Or sugar, or butter, for that matter. Rations were strict even when she remembered to use her government card.
4th-Oct-2007 08:13 am (UTC)
He frowned at her.

"You need to stop drinking that stuff. It's going to shorten your life and poison your liver,"
4th-Oct-2007 08:15 am (UTC)
Another roll of the eyes.

"So you mean I might actually not end up killed by some idiot with a gun after all?" It wasn't the first time they argued about this; She had her vices, he had none. "Lee likes it. I'm just playing the nice ex-wife, is all," she lied, taking her keys on the way out.
4th-Oct-2007 08:21 am (UTC)
He followed her out the door, testing it unconsciously after she'd locked it, shoving his hands back into his pockets.

"I thought the whole point of being divorced was that you didn't have to care what he liked anymore," he quipped, tilting his head at her.
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