Elliot shouldn't have really come here. He had things he was supposed to be doing that definitely couldn't be done when he was crashing on Fiona's couch but all the same he'd found himself running away here. And he felt just a little lighter getting out of the city.
The brief touch startled him slightly but not enough to get uncomfortable as sometimes unexpected touches did. He leaned on the arm of the couch, looking toward the kitchen and a half smile on his lips as he listened to all the banging. There was a domestic normalness to it that he wasn't the least bit accustomed to at all.
"Morning, thanks," he murmured, lifting the coffee that he had accepted from her and taking a drink.
She's quiet for a few minutes while she sips her coffee and actually wakes up a bit more, but Fiona can only handle so much quiet before she feels morr like she's drowning than at peace. Hazard of being a Gallagher, apparently.
"Yanno, I never actually expected you to do it," she says, waving a hand in his general direction, indicating the entirety of his presence in her living room. "Not that I mind or nothin'," she shrugs. "just thought it was one of those things people say cause it sounds good." She reached over and pushes his knee lightly with her foot. "What're ya doin' out here anyway, huh?"
Elliot probably could've stayed in the quiet indefinitely, sipping the coffee. But he didn't mind it when Fiona's voice broke the silence, looking back at her from where his eyes had started studying his surroundings again. This home much different than his own in more ways than one.
He smiled a little at the question, shrugging his shoulders. Honestly he didn't know what he was doing. He shouldn't be here. He had work to do. "I just had to get away and I kind of remembered your offer so...Here I am."
She doesn't think too deeply into the answer, she had done the same thing and she stayed in New York for two weeks. And at least he had somewhere to run to that would be something resembling safe and like a home. It may be in shambles and a giant mess, but hey, it worked, right?
"You ever been ta Chicago before now?" she muses, curious. "I can ditch the kids on Lip today and show ya around."
"No... Well, I don't think so," Elliot said, a small quirk of a smile hitting his lips. With the random memory lapses honestly he could've been and just not remember it.
"Nah," she shakes her head. "It's no big. Kinda part of the giant family thing." She shrugs a bit. "Plus," she pats his leg once, "my friend's in town, gotta be a good host."
Elliot gives a slight nod at that. The big family thing is something that's strange to him still. "You don't have to go out of your way about that though," he said, really he isn't the best guest after all.
"Is that your nice way of sayin' Fi, I don't wanna fuckin' go anywhere'?" She teases, grinning to let him know she's both, not joking and wouldn't be offended if that was what he was getting at.
"Not exactly that," Elliot answers, smiling slightly at her. He wouldn't completely mind going somewhere but it just didn't seem necessary if she was going to go out of her way to do so. He's okay just chilling on the couch.
"Well, whatever ya wanna do," she shrugs a bit. "We can find somethin' halfway interesting around here." Lord knows her family were good at keeping things interesting one way or another.
Elliot briefly smiles again. "What do you want to do?" He asked instead, because he isn't so sure she gets much of a chance to pick what she wants to do with how she seemed to always be tending one disaster or another.
The question is almost like a shock to her system. “Huh.” She tips her head slightly. “I dunno. I don’t remember the last time anyone even asked me that.” She’s fine with it, the role of caretaker comes natural to her because it’s the way it’s always been. Being busy helping everyone else doesn’t really leave her with much time for herself. And she’s okay with that, she really is. Mostly.
But the idea of actually choosing something all her own to do with her time while Elliot’s here? Well. It’s weird. And maybe a little freeing. “I guess we could always go to a movie. Not that I even know what the hell’s playin’.” She laughs a little.
"We could figure out when we get there," Elliot offers and he doesn't mind the idea of going to a movie with Fiona even if it's not something he'd usually do -- corporate greed and all that is bad in Hollywood or something like that. He'd keep those thoughts to himself. There's no need to ruin a day out.
Besides there might be something entertaining to watch. "Should we sneak in some beers like kids do?"
"Then let's do it," Elliot agrees and he likes her looking happy about it. It's not the most exciting day they could have planned but somehow it feels like the right one. He shifts a little and actually starts drinking the coffee she'd brought him.
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The brief touch startled him slightly but not enough to get uncomfortable as sometimes unexpected touches did. He leaned on the arm of the couch, looking toward the kitchen and a half smile on his lips as he listened to all the banging. There was a domestic normalness to it that he wasn't the least bit accustomed to at all.
"Morning, thanks," he murmured, lifting the coffee that he had accepted from her and taking a drink.
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"Yanno, I never actually expected you to do it," she says, waving a hand in his general direction, indicating the entirety of his presence in her living room. "Not that I mind or nothin'," she shrugs. "just thought it was one of those things people say cause it sounds good." She reached over and pushes his knee lightly with her foot. "What're ya doin' out here anyway, huh?"
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He smiled a little at the question, shrugging his shoulders. Honestly he didn't know what he was doing. He shouldn't be here. He had work to do. "I just had to get away and I kind of remembered your offer so...Here I am."
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"You ever been ta Chicago before now?" she muses, curious. "I can ditch the kids on Lip today and show ya around."
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"Won't be an inconvenience?"
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But the idea of actually choosing something all her own to do with her time while Elliot’s here? Well. It’s weird. And maybe a little freeing. “I guess we could always go to a movie. Not that I even know what the hell’s playin’.” She laughs a little.
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Besides there might be something entertaining to watch. "Should we sneak in some beers like kids do?"
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She laughs, "We totally should." She gives him a mischievous grin.
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"I haven't been to one in a while," he admits.