[Couple inches of water, can do. Splendidly so, this apron she's left for him to wear does not fit him. His body, sure, but the words...Will does plenty in the kitchen. The kitchen is a great place, a place where people come together as much as it is a place where they're completely torn apart. He looks over at her mention of Cheez-Its and thinks well, yes, he could joke about how April and he have run out and take it home, play it off as something he's definitely not hoarding or anything.
But a hair elastic. Oh. Oh goodness, he can't get away with that one the same, can he? Like hell is he going to be giving it to April, and he has no intentions to grow his hair that unruly. She asks for reasoning and Will's eyebrows lift. He knows this might sound odd.
He's going to get it out there anyway. Be honest, politely.]
May I have them?
[Why? Because Will has a small shrine of her old belongings, and he assumes that Mary hasn't absorbed Abigail's elastic into her own collection. It's possible she threw it away, even! But if she hasn't...]
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But a hair elastic. Oh. Oh goodness, he can't get away with that one the same, can he? Like hell is he going to be giving it to April, and he has no intentions to grow his hair that unruly. She asks for reasoning and Will's eyebrows lift. He knows this might sound odd.
He's going to get it out there anyway. Be honest, politely.]
May I have them?
[Why? Because Will has a small shrine of her old belongings, and he assumes that Mary hasn't absorbed Abigail's elastic into her own collection. It's possible she threw it away, even! But if she hasn't...]