[And Quentin's eyebrows go up, all the way to his hairline before he catches himself and he grins, toasting her with his own paper cup of coffee. Nothing fancy, just regular black. Strong and faintly bitter.]
Your name is Elle. That's-- I know another El. It's probably one of those things that's aren't funny unless you know the whole story. But nice to meet you, too. Yeah, we're the lucky ones. We could be in the Afterlife, enjoying that for eternity but we get this shithole.
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[And Quentin's eyebrows go up, all the way to his hairline before he catches himself and he grins, toasting her with his own paper cup of coffee. Nothing fancy, just regular black. Strong and faintly bitter.]
Your name is Elle. That's-- I know another El. It's probably one of those things that's aren't funny unless you know the whole story. But nice to meet you, too. Yeah, we're the lucky ones. We could be in the Afterlife, enjoying that for eternity but we get this shithole.
At least the rent is cheap.