As though to answer Merry's question there was a crash of cymbals from inside and Carly looked back towards the house for a moment and then back to Merry. "They're about to start band practise," she told the other girl and then stood up, brushing at the backs of her thighs to clear off any dirt. "But there's a-" well, it wasn't a backyard really, but it would do. "Come on," she said, waving her up to the building.
She led Marry though the house without a word to the band setting up and from the fridge on the way she grabbed a six pack of beers. And then they were outside again, this time in a tiny cemented courtyard with three lawnchairs in various states of disrepair and a table that always rocked unevenly no matter how anyone tried to prop the feet.
"Want one?" Carly asked, pulling open the cardboard on the beers.
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Date: 2014-03-04 03:48 am (UTC)From:She led Marry though the house without a word to the band setting up and from the fridge on the way she grabbed a six pack of beers. And then they were outside again, this time in a tiny cemented courtyard with three lawnchairs in various states of disrepair and a table that always rocked unevenly no matter how anyone tried to prop the feet.
"Want one?" Carly asked, pulling open the cardboard on the beers.