I imagine that’s… awkward? For both of you?” Doc tries and Goal’s gaze escapes to Bozo, who’s looking as neutral as can be. “No, no,” Goal says and puts her cup down, “You’re right. “You don’t have to answer if this is too personal,” Doc tries to redact his statement. Goal spins her cup a little more before she isn’t and takes her first sip. “You were together, were you not? Before you met Rufus.” Goal raises an eyebrow, the cup in her hands spins. I’ve known Cletus for a long time even before all of this started.” Then she is struck by an idea, “Is this about what happened to Toni?” “Um… well…” She too accepts the cup from Bozo and focuses on the warmth in her fingers as she contemplates her answer. Well, that’s not what Goal had been expecting. “How do you deal with being stuck with Cletus?” he asks. “Okay,” he says before meeting Goal’s eyes. He lets out a sigh and pulls the steaming cup a little closer. “Think of what we talked about,” Bozo pushes, but ever so calmly that Doc eventually caves in. That perks her interest and she can imagine the gears turning in Doc’s mind as he regards her with hesitance. “Doc,” Bozo speaks up and catches his attention, “I think you can tell her.”
Doc seems slightly hesitant at her unannounced visit but mellows out quickly. “Always,” Bozo welcomes her and immediately moves to pour her a drink. “Hey guys,” she greets and sits herself down next to him, “Do you have a cup for me?” To be fair, Doc already looks a lot calmer, and Goal doesn’t want to ruin the mood. She lets herself in and smiles at the get-together, Bozo having brought some tea. Hours after the meeting, Goal returns to Doc’s cabin, to find that the man had already received a visitor.
Goal decides then that she would be going to figure out what’s wrong. “No, not like that,” Doc deflects but refuses to go into detail even if prompted. I just… I thought I saw someone today who shouldn’t be here.”Ĭletus snorts, “I do get that quite often, you know.” “Yes, it is,” Cletus groans in annoyance, “Does your great plan not work after all?”ĭoc’s mouth twitches before his lips pull into a thin line. “It’s nothing,” Doc insists, fiddling with his wrench. Cletus is making his displeasure with this lack of attention today very clear, but Goal is the first to bring it up.
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