{fic} That Old Sweet Feeling (part 17)
Fandom: The Adventure Zone: Commitment
Rating: M
Chapter Warnings: None
Relationship: Nadiya Jones/Mary
Word Count: 1,471Here on AO3. Read the rest: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16
Tagging @someone-called-f1nch, @voidfishkid, @mellowstarscape, and @jumpboy-rembrandt!
m o r e NPCs (my suburban kids)
Chapter Summary: Addison changes the channel. Irene broods. Kardala gives a pat on the back (metaphorically).
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Jamie’s car pulled away almost before they closed the doors. Nadiya couldn’t really blame her; it was a cramped, tense ride, and Jamie drove exactly the speed limit. (Like Irene, Nadiya noted; apparently that’s what you do when you’re on the run. Action movies had lied to her.)
In front of them stood a small, slightly shabby house. Nadiya glanced from Remy to Kardala. “You think?”
Remy shrugged, walking up to the door and knocking. All three of them waited, then the door cracked open to reveal the terrified face of Addison.
“What do you want?” they said. “Get out of here. Tell Martine we aren’t –”
“Whoa, whoa, slow down,” Remy said, holding his hands up nonthreateningly. “Why would we be from Martine?”
“I mean, not only were we the ones who fucked her up at the ‘Berg,” Nadiya pointed out, “but she’s locked up.”
Addison glanced down the street, then opened the door. “Come in,” they said warily. “If you were from Martine, you just would’ve blown the door open, probably.”
“Jamie brought us,” Nadiya said. Addison looked much like she remembered them: a person in their later thirties, a little soft around the middle, thinning hair. Open, friendly face that was currently tense with anxiety.
They relaxed slightly. “Oh. Well, that’s better, at least.”
“Addison?” a voice called from the next room.
