Edie is not happy.
"Yes, I know he leaves when I tell him to, but he leaves in a sexually harassing way!"
"...I mean, I probably couldn't anyway, but...seems like the kind of thing I should've looked up."
"Why couldn't you?"
"If I came home and said 'hey, mom, dad, I learned I can put switch on my paperwork after all at the fancy school you sent me to', I think they'd sue the school."
"They would lose."
"I mean, that's a tiny exaggeration. But they'd be pissed."
"Sounds a l'il bit like they suck."
"Eh. There's a lot worse. But...a little bit, yeah."
She hugs him.
He hugs her back.
(This is actually really nice.)
"Are you okay? Our parents were fine with Emily being a switch..."
"...yeah, I'm fine. They were probably right, anyway. I'd be a pretty terrible dom."
"Most of the decisions I make for me are shitty. Nobody should put me in charge of another person."
Snort. "I mean, subs rights, but I suppose I see your point."
"What does sub's rights have to do with it?"
"You can't actually tell your sub what to do outside the bedroom if they don't want you to."
That’s a weird sentence to say.
“I mean...it’s not illegal to say no or anything, yeah?”
“But that’s kind of still...part of it.”
"Like...I could legally just change my paperwork over here and go home, probably, but that doesn't mean it's a good plan."
"...guess that doesn't have anything to do with what I'd do if I were a dom."
I'm sorry about your parents."
He shrugs a little awkwardly.
"Nothing to be sorry about."
"What are yours like?"
"My parents are great."