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Wine Night!

Wine Night!
Hypatia's Apartment
Two days ago, Hypatia Stone received a text message from her sister's ex-partner, letting her know that they'd be joining her at Enodia Station. Surprise! ๐ The two had always been fond friends and had gotten along swimmingly at family events...but they haven't talked much since the divorce. So it's equal parts celebratory and awkward to be getting back in touch.
But how awkward could it be, really?
Keen to get Sparrow Freling off to a good start at Enodia Station, Hypatia arranges for a wine night with friends at her apartment the evening of their arrival! There will be wine (obviously), cute hors d'oeuvres, and homemade needhams. Will this help them feel at home? Maybe! The guest list includes Rory Fairfax, Lou Sweetapple, and Rufus Kearney. Just a nice group of gents around their age! An ideal welcoming committee!
Sparrow arrives shortly before 7PM (they're early! who'd have thought!), armed with a bottle of wine, two letters for 'Auntie Hy' from Shiloh and Joss, and some stunning prints of rolling fields accented with emerging Riftland oddities from a recent work trip. Are these pretty? They hope these are pretty.
Let's get this wine night going!
But how awkward could it be, really?
Keen to get Sparrow Freling off to a good start at Enodia Station, Hypatia arranges for a wine night with friends at her apartment the evening of their arrival! There will be wine (obviously), cute hors d'oeuvres, and homemade needhams. Will this help them feel at home? Maybe! The guest list includes Rory Fairfax, Lou Sweetapple, and Rufus Kearney. Just a nice group of gents around their age! An ideal welcoming committee!
Sparrow arrives shortly before 7PM (they're early! who'd have thought!), armed with a bottle of wine, two letters for 'Auntie Hy' from Shiloh and Joss, and some stunning prints of rolling fields accented with emerging Riftland oddities from a recent work trip. Are these pretty? They hope these are pretty.
Let's get this wine night going!
What could go wrong? . . .
HYPATIA'S APARTMENT: Boys Inc.
Someone they don't recognize at all. That's encouraging!
Then Lou Sweetapple. That isn't!
Then...Rory Fairfax. But they'd already known that was coming, hadn't they? They stare for a moment, taking in every detail of the man. Even obscured by ten years of change and a new beard that suits him and some sort of rash, they'd know that face anywhere and suddenly seeing him again leaves them at a loss. They want to keep on staring, taking in every new detail. They also want to collapse into a flock of birds and escape out Hypatia's open window. They also want to down this entire glass of wine. Instead, they smile stiffly and force their gaze to Lou instead. That's a little easier.
"...Not seeing things. Just an awfully small world! Hey Lou." There's an unintentional pause before they add, "...Hey Rory."
HYPATIA'S APARTMENT: Boys Inc.
"Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes! It's been a minute, Sparrow. How're you doin'?" he says, shooting a glance over at Rory to make sure he hasn't passed out from the shock of his second big reveal of the week (neither of them being moles).
HYPATIA'S APARTMENT: Boys Inc.
The dumbstruck counter's three for three, and while Rory hasn't passed out, nor has he caught up. Leon popping up on the network was enough confusion for one month โ he'd already gone through all the emotions (shock, confusion, dread, ?excitement?, anxiety
, and an immense and unshakeable horniness). Maybe that's why they all play out on his face, a split second for each. And maybe for someone else it would've meant he's prepared to deal with such a situation better than he otherwise is.But it has been ten years, and a quick scan gives him information he didn't ask for (but maybe he wanted to know nonetheless): eyes, still that bright blue; jaw, still square; shoulders, still broad but buddy's been hitting the gym. The voice he'dโ well, we're not going to talk about that right now.
Is he staring? He can't tell. But he's already blurted out bullshit he didn't mean to so he tries again before anyone can ask him for clarification, because actually, he doesn't want to be looked at. Don't perceive him right now, for the love of god, please. "He... got a haircut."
NO SHIT, FAIRFAX? IT'S BEEN A DECADE.HYPATIA'S APARTMENT: Boys Inc.
For a split second, they feel inclined to ask Rory if he likes it but...no.
Instead, they look up again and try not to get preoccupied with Rory's familiar but unfamiliar face -- that beard really does suit him and it's good that he's finally allowed have one and -- focus, Sparrow. "We're...glad to be somewhere new!" they offer after looking at Lou again, not willing to lie but not eager to get into the complexities of the truth just now either, "You guys look like you've been through it, though. Riftlands?" There's a warmth to their tone, revealing genuine concern and curiosity and fondness despite their obvious discomfort.
HYPATIA'S APARTMENT: Boys Inc.
"Oh!. You each other already?" Is that...good? Everyone is acting weird. "I'm really sorry to drag you guys out." Maybe this was a terrible idea. She sets aside her glass of wine, looking to Sparrow for a moment, unsure of what to do, before looking back at the newly arrived guests. "Let me pour some wine. And some water, to help balance it out."
HYPATIA'S APARTMENT: Boys Inc.
"Riftlands, yeah. Giant moles. But don't worry, it's all good," Lou gives them a double thumbs up. "When did you get here? And how do y'all know each other?"
HYPATIA'S APARTMENT: Boys Inc.
Cool, another way to fuck this up!
In the beautiful, silent moment between Lou's questions and Sparrow's chance to answer, Rory extricates himself from the conversation by mumbling something about Cody needing to go outside (even though she'd done so not ten minutes earlier). He sends two texts as soon as he and Cody can head down the hallway at a clipped pace: one to Rufus ("๐๐ฅ๐ป ๐๐ตโ๐ซ๐คฏ") and one to Isaiah.
HYPATIA'S APARTMENT: Boys Inc.
They both have the same question and they're the only one left to answer.
"We used to date Rory, a long time ago," they tell Hypatia. "And Hypatia is our former sister-in-law," they tell Lou. They smile and shrug their broad shoulders as if this is some sort of charming and funny little coincidence, but their next drink empties their wine glass.
HYPATIA'S APARTMENT: Boys Inc.
She goes to hand Lou and Rufus their wine when Sparrow explains. And. Oh. Her eyes dart to the door. Oh no. She has truly royally fucked up, though she can at least admit to herself that this isn't something she could have foreseen.
"...definitely a small world." Never once has hostessing required her to fix this sort of situation. Hypatia wants to apologize so badly, but knows that will likely just make things more awkward. "Rory and Lou and Rufus have really been taking care of me since I got here, and Sparrow and I always had a nice time at family things, so..." Ugh!!!!! "At least we have wine!"