Oh. Jesus. I hadn't thought of *that* part. If it is too noisy from the Club, Tyler wouldn't have ever noticed. Welp. Time to invest in earplugs, possibly. This just makes getting a nice condo or something in the city even more imperative.
(Or small house, I suppose. I just say 'condo' because I'm used to living in cities proper rather than suburbs, not actually owning a car, and just taking light rail or taxis or rideshares everywhere. But the suburbs in Goldenrod are certainly more accessible than a lot of places back home--which makes sense, given how extremely rare cars actually are in this world. I could live somewhere like Emet does and still easily commute--I know for a fact I could, because I come over to his place for baking and therapy with Hythlodaeus every Wednesday and still make it to work afterward.)
But yes. There was jealousy on both side of the Steven Divide. Steven the Younger (as Shinobu labeled the me you first met) was terribly envious of how confident and powerful Steven the Elder (myself a year ago) was compared to him--which he had every right to, considering the weight of magic which sits on my shoulders on the weird weekends--and Steven the Elder had that slight jealousy that Steven the Younger was in love that I already mentioned, plus annoyance that our sister was more comfortable with my younger self than the one I grew into.
(Of course, she's used to me *now*, but at the time, it had been less than a month since Shinobu had first summoned her using her apocalypse notes to help him solve the mystery of What Happened To The Vampires and all the ways I'd changed in the almost nine years since she'd seen the real me were-- jarring, to say the least.)
But you're right. I did have better hopes for things than I really had any right to.
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Date: 2020-12-03 03:43 pm (UTC)(Or small house, I suppose. I just say 'condo' because I'm used to living in cities proper rather than suburbs, not actually owning a car, and just taking light rail or taxis or rideshares everywhere. But the suburbs in Goldenrod are certainly more accessible than a lot of places back home--which makes sense, given how extremely rare cars actually are in this world. I could live somewhere like Emet does and still easily commute--I know for a fact I could, because I come over to his place for baking and therapy with Hythlodaeus every Wednesday and still make it to work afterward.)
But yes. There was jealousy on both side of the Steven Divide. Steven the Younger (as Shinobu labeled the me you first met) was terribly envious of how confident and powerful Steven the Elder (myself a year ago) was compared to him--which he had every right to, considering the weight of magic which sits on my shoulders on the weird weekends--and Steven the Elder had that slight jealousy that Steven the Younger was in love that I already mentioned, plus annoyance that our sister was more comfortable with my younger self than the one I grew into.
(Of course, she's used to me *now*, but at the time, it had been less than a month since Shinobu had first summoned her using her apocalypse notes to help him solve the mystery of What Happened To The Vampires and all the ways I'd changed in the almost nine years since she'd seen the real me were-- jarring, to say the least.)
But you're right. I did have better hopes for things than I really had any right to.