[IC] Appointments Post

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Hey, you're the one who offered me a dollar. Most of the time I don't take more than a few pennies. Besides, you're one to talk about wealthy aristocrat, when you're one day out of your new role as family moocher.
[What is she even doing back here?]
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[Oh, it is so on. Billy, you're about to have a tiny girl all up in your business, with her hands on her hips and a very displeased look on her face.]
Look, Willy. I didn't ask Mr. Stark to let me move in. I tried to turn him down. The only reason I accepted is because it's a hell of a lot nicer than where I was before.
[She points down at the ground.] This corner? I slept here the day my mom threw me out on the street. So you'll have to excuse me if I'm a little defensive about who gets to panhandle around here. You don't deserve this spot.
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Okay, he... actually does not have a proper retort for that. The very concept of having to sleep on the street is completely alien to him, and not something he really thinks about, either, so hearing it stated so plainly just makes him uncomfortable. He does have the decency to look somewhere between sheepish and ashamed, glancing aside and not meeting her gaze. He can't even get mad at the stupid nickname, even though he hates it.]
...I don't... really take that much. Pennies, mostly. When I get something bigger I give it back to someone else who's watching, with coin tricks. It's not like I'm here for the money.
[Not with a family and an allowance like his.]
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[But okay, maybe he just really didn't know better. Given the lifestyle he grew up, it made sense for him to be kind of dumb about how real people lived or something, right? She folds her arms and huffs a bit.]
...look. Whatever, okay? I mean, I'm the one "invading" on your "spot" now, so I guess I can't get too mad at you for being here.
[She's still gonna keep the nickname though.]
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...You're not going to tell anyone about this, are you?
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[The nickname got worse.]
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Don't call me that!
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[Because that is so much better, obviously.]
But relax. I'm not going to tell anyone.
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Why not? I thought you'd...
[Jump at the chance? To what, get him back for being a jerk? He'd probably have done it, if their roles were reversed. But the truth is, he doesn't know that much about her at all.]
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[She actually wanted to be nice to him, and maybe learn what it was like to have real siblings for once. But he was the one who made it very clear that wasn't what he wanted.]
[Not that she can blame him, really. If he had been the one coming into her home when she was younger, she may have acted the same way. But still.]
Look, like it or not? We're related. And we're gonna be living in the same house from now on. I'm not just gonna snitch my own brother.
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Well... thanks, I guess. For that.