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Juliette had indeed missed breakfast. Kennedy had contemplated waking her, but she knew the girl was probably exhausted. She had seen the light streaming out from underneath Juliette's bedroom door in the early hours of the mornings. She knew Juliette wasn't sleeping well, and felt guilty waking her when she needed sleep. Kennedy had made her a plate and put it in the fridge for later, along with the rest of the breakfast leftovers.
Kennedy was doing the dishes when the doorbell rang. She heard something clatter from the basement, and Eva let out an exasperated groan. She had gone down there shortly after breakfast to pack her bag for that evening's show. They wouldn't leave until late in the evening, but each time Eva left the packing to the absolute last minute she wound up frantic and irritable.
"Have you seen my iridescent heels?" Eva called up the stairs, continuing to rummage through the mess of the basement.
"Under the stairs, last time I checked," Kennedy called back, drying her hands on the towel by the sink before going to answer the door.
Juliette's social worker had stopped back over to deliver her medicines. Vitamins, and one antibiotic for the chlamydia that Juliette had. Juliette had no idea, and Kennedy wasn't quite sure what to say as Juliette descended the staircase and gave her a confused, nervous look.
"Morning, sunshine," Kennedy said, offering the girl a smile. "There are leftovers from breakfast in the fridge if you're hungry. I didn't want to wake you." She held up the bag containing the bottles of pills. "There's some medicine and vitamins for you to take after you've eaten. You'll be fine."
Ronan appeared on the staircase behind Juliette. "Who was that?" he asked, looking over at Kennedy. "Is Bea here yet?" He called Kennedy's mother by her first name. They all did, for the most part.
Kennedy shook her head. "She'll be by later," she told him. "Go make yourself useful and help Eva pack her bag. She's hunting through that disaster of a basement by herself."
Kennedy was doing the dishes when the doorbell rang. She heard something clatter from the basement, and Eva let out an exasperated groan. She had gone down there shortly after breakfast to pack her bag for that evening's show. They wouldn't leave until late in the evening, but each time Eva left the packing to the absolute last minute she wound up frantic and irritable.
"Have you seen my iridescent heels?" Eva called up the stairs, continuing to rummage through the mess of the basement.
"Under the stairs, last time I checked," Kennedy called back, drying her hands on the towel by the sink before going to answer the door.
Juliette's social worker had stopped back over to deliver her medicines. Vitamins, and one antibiotic for the chlamydia that Juliette had. Juliette had no idea, and Kennedy wasn't quite sure what to say as Juliette descended the staircase and gave her a confused, nervous look.
"Morning, sunshine," Kennedy said, offering the girl a smile. "There are leftovers from breakfast in the fridge if you're hungry. I didn't want to wake you." She held up the bag containing the bottles of pills. "There's some medicine and vitamins for you to take after you've eaten. You'll be fine."
Ronan appeared on the staircase behind Juliette. "Who was that?" he asked, looking over at Kennedy. "Is Bea here yet?" He called Kennedy's mother by her first name. They all did, for the most part.
Kennedy shook her head. "She'll be by later," she told him. "Go make yourself useful and help Eva pack her bag. She's hunting through that disaster of a basement by herself."