savetheearth | [closed] spring cleaning time!

Who: Karl Aurion, Melissa Lyre
When: July 8th
Where: Karl's place
What: Just watching home movies and talking about dead wives.

[It's odd, or at least it feels as such to Karl. One trip to Boston, one he had been dreading the week prior, turned out to be almost cathartic. All the worries about family and friends wanting nothing to do with him or hating him had been for naught. Sure, some were angry. His sister nearly threw a lamp at him upon arrival. Yelling and anger dissolved into happiness so quickly, though. Soon after called him some colorful names in one of three languages, she hugged him! Just like that. Not to mention the incident with his mother-in-law. The fact she apologized for how she behaved still seems so surreal.

Then again, Karl's own actions now also aren't easy to believe. To think he would actually be cleaning out all the old things piled up in the spare bedroom. This room had been so pointedly avoided for so long. Things were tossed in and never looked at again. Some were just too painful to look at. Old pictures, old books, old videos: so many memories from before Anna died. Some items should have been tossed out, too. No way is Anna's old bikini coming in handy anytime soon.

As he sits atop a cardboard box, a small smile crosses his face. He actually kept her bikini. And so many of her clothes. For some reason, the very idea sounds hilarious now (then again, he hadn't really paid attention to what he took with him when moving in to the apartment but still). The fact he can see it as such, well, is nice. Very nice. God, more nice than he ever dreamed!! Sitting here and surrounded by all these reminders of what was and not being overwhelmed by guilt and sadness? So amazingly nice. The bikini and everything else in this box of Anna's old clothes gets set aside and Karl moves onto the next. Ah, this one. Old home movies. Definitely a keeper.]

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[Melissa's a little later coming back to the apartment- she doesn't know how long it's been since she's spent the night at her place at this point, but after a day of trying to play catchup with paperwork an empty apartment is not the most appealing place. She opens the door, pausing for a moment to pet Bellona, who as always winds up purring and rubbing against her ankles, before realizing that something very important is missing from this picture.]

Karl?

[She calls out, walking further into the apartment before she finds the door to that room... opened. She'd been here many a time and has never seen that happen, so she moves over and peers into the room.] Hey... what are you doing?

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