Next morning when the 3 of us woke up, Mandy was gone. We did out morning routine, and the thing is, Lip didn't mention what happened last night, like at all. Which is... good. It's good because now we don't have to deal with any awkwardness.
"Oh, God. Yeah. That's, uh, it's dead." says Lip, looking at the water heater.
"You sure?" asks Fiona
"Uh-huh. The element's rusted out." says Lip
"Anyone wanna make some cookies with me?" asks Debbie
"How much to replace it?" asks Fiona
"Uh, 2 bills used, 4 new." says Lip
"Shit." says Fiona
"How about pie? I can get started on the crust." says Debs
"Go take your shower." says Fiona
"I. Wanna. Make. Pie!" says Debs
"You know what? Hand me the obits. Maybe, uh, we can scavenge a dead person's water heater. Thank you." says Lip as Fiona hands him the 'obits'. Ian and I sit down on the table.
"Oh, Mrs. Dombrowski." says Lip, reading off the obits.
"Oh, the, uh, shaky-neck lady? I thought she drowned a couple years ago." says Ian
"No. Mrs. Goga had the shaky-neck and she drowned in her own vomit last Easter." says Debs as she tries to start making pie.
"Gross... Also sad." I say
"No pie. Get in the shower. I'm not sayin' it again." says Fiona, she then realizes that Carl is about to do something stupid, "Carl, no."
"I went to school with Kenny Dombrowski. I think he had a crush on me." says Fiona
"Did you like him?" I ask
"Not my type." says Fiona
"Shh! Wake's this morning. Let's go. Up, up, up." Lip tells me and Ian, we quickly eat our last bites of our breakfast and get up.
"Can... I come?" asks Debs
"Um... No." says Lip
"Sorry, Debs." I say
"It's fine..." she says
"Debbie, what is going on with you?" asks Fiona just as we were leaving.
When we get out, Lip comes up to me, "Seriously, what's up with Debbie?"
"She misses the uhh... fake Aunt Ginger. She always cooked with her, now she wants to cook and live all that again." I say
"Yeah, I guess Ginger was fun." says Lip, I nod and go by Ian.
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"So we're just going to wait out here?" ask Ian, as we stand in front of Mrs. Dombrowski's house to try and get ourselves a water heater.
"He's a chain-smoking pothead in an stress-inducing situation. He'll be out soon." says Lip
"What are we supposed to say?" asks Ian
"I don't know. Just play it cool." says Lip
"Play what cool?" asks Ian
"Just act normal in general." I say
"What she said." says Lip, then his phone rings.
"Got your own cell?" asks Ian
"No, some kid left it in the cafeteria." says Lip
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Stuck In Shameless (Ian Gallagher X Reader)
FanficY/n is going on a road trip to Chicago after binge watching Shameless. She barely knows any of the cast's name, and has only watched the show once. However, she wants to give a little visit to South Side if it really exists. She's had her eye on a c...
