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So, Thursday had obviously sucked, and so had the entire lead-up as a squirrel and the revelation that had sent all of that into motion in the first place, and Summer was still feeling pretty shitty about it all. But she had two things going for her that was making her feel like things might be on the upswing again now that all the gross stuff was over.

One, as far as she could tell, she actually didn't have any kids showing up this weekend, thank god.

And two, today was the Holiest of Holy Days.

No, not Easter, you weirdos, or even the end of Passover, but, obviously, it was 4/20, and Summer wasn't going to let that pass her by no matter how much of a funk recent events had put her into.

She did feel kind of lame, just spending it at home with her cat, but at least she wasn't still a squirrel for it this year. Also, she considered hitting up some of her friends back home to hang for it, but that meant going back home, and she didn't really want to deal with people right now if she could help it, so at home with her cat it was. Which was fine. Pancakes was going to be significantly less annoying company than, say, Tricia. Not to mention, if her dad found out she was home during Easter and didn't even stop by? She's never hear the end of it.

Once she started considering how the real person to party with on this Holiest of Holy Day was Rick, well, yeah, that solidified it, this year really was best celebrated very chill, very low-key, very much not engaging with the most toxic member of your family post-break---

"Ohmygod," Summer realized, almost at the exact moment she had first toked up that afternoon, and immediately pulled up the GoTron Summers discord. "Why am I not getting high with myself right now??"

God, that could be a disaster, too, but at the same time, the fact that the discord started lighting up with several different dimensional version of her having the exact same thought at that exact moment at least made her feel a little less alone.

[[ open! albeit with a 'yes it's a holiday so of course i'm going to be suffering at work' slowness caveat ]]

So, yesterday had been....honestly a lot, but Summer had been thinking it could have been much worse. Sure, things at the bar were awkward, but she felt she sort of skirted around the issue she was trying to avoid pretty effectively. Squirrel brain was only going to get her so far, though, and she'd completely failed to take into account the fact that her apartment was right below Stark's, and in a vacuum, she could probably convince herself that her shaking him off after he walked her home had been super effective, she could actually hear him pacing upstairs pretty much all night, probably wringing his hands and trying to figure out where it was he'd gone wrong, which definitely made it clear to her that she needed to just get this over with and have this conversation.

Knowing as she did that he hadn't probably slept much, though, she made sure to swing by the Perk and pick up coffee and donuts for them both, because even though this was going to suck, at least they'd have caffeine and sugar to make it a little better.

So after a brief moment of thinking about just not, Summer reprimanded herself, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.


[[for the very permissibly modded alien in the apartment, please and thank you~ ]]