maisel: <user name="peaked"> (And I will play the bill!)
Midge Maisel ([personal profile] maisel) wrote2019-10-31 02:43 am

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[personal profile] magnitudes 2020-01-08 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
( Sarissa chuckles quietly at that, though it dies out with the talk of divorce. )

Shit. I'm sorry. ( She asked what he was like, and Midge used the "great" in there as an adjective which paints him in a better light than just mentioning the divorce would. Wasn't Midge from the fifties? Wasn't it a big fucking deal? It throws her off enough that she doesn't immediately press, and she doesn't swing into unhelpfulness, either.

Instead she gives a pretty reasonably description of where she is - and wherever it is isn't too far from Miriam's place, as it turns out. )


Why did you use that as your stage name if you're getting a divorce? Or was comedy from before the divorce started?
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action > should I set up a log, bruh?

[personal profile] magnitudes 2020-01-11 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
( Hazily, Sarissa pulls herself up to sit, maybe a quarter of a bottle of whiskey left, that she uses as a crutch to push herself up. She’s wearing jeans, a tank, and is barefoot. Her brow furrows as she looks at Miriam, blinking a couple times. )

You shouldn’t have come out like that. You’ll— it’s too cold.

( Pot, kettle, etc. Sarissa’s mood seems more serious, with Miriam’s arrival, though to say it had sobered would be entirely too ironic. )
Edited 2020-01-11 02:54 (UTC)