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“Define dump. I don’t think he’ll appreciate us dousing him in orange juice, however I’m sure he’ll enjoy having his own supply. Say, around half of these cartons?”
Angel makes a general gesture to all this OJ.
“I mean like...I’ll give him a good sum of them to lessen the amount we’ll have to take home.”
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43. Stuck underneath a pile of knocked-over furniture in yours’ house
Her cheeks flushed and she avoided making eye contact as a certain older friend wandered inside the apartment to catch Heather on her back with a couple of chairs and a ottoman toppled over on top of her. She tried to rearrange while cleaning and things sort of went awry. Now she’s lying on the cold, hard ground, and embarrassed as all heck.
“Well I bet you’re wondering how I could manage to bury myself under a pile of furniture while cleaning. Well let me tell you it wasn’t easy. It takes exactly my sort of skill to stack furniture in just such a way that it would come right down on me.”
She turned her head slightly to try and get a look Rhys to see just how much fun he was having with this.
If this should end in fire Then we should all burn together Watch the flames climb high into the night
Event 02 { Aug. 4 - ? }
The Calm and the Storm:
There are moments when time seems to slow and moments when it just seems to stop. When the storm clouds rolled in, the clock appeared to tick slower. Children gawked at the heavy rain clouds, their curious stares directed past colorful curtains but behind tightly shut windows. All the adults seemed nervous. Large umbrellas hurried down the streets, last minute groceries packed into bags and then packed once again. The storm seemed fast approaching but yet almost too slow for all that fear, all that anxiety.
Inevitably, the storm came. Heavy raindrops battered against rooftops and banged against windows, frightening the curiosity out of the children and coaxing carefulness to take its place. Chamomile and Cappuccino Apartments warned all its residents to take care, to be safe, and then most everyone did as they wanted to do. Hours into the storm and the threatening thunder seemed almost like a grumbling musical giant and the lightning a rebellious light show. Koi’s fear receded into caution but acceptance. All seemed well.
And then lightning struck Koi’s Clock Tower and the whole city turned white. The blinding light seemed to last a few minutes, time seeming to slow to a stop. But soon enough, it was over but then came the realization that something was very, very wrong.
A cheery sign greets you on the back of a wooden door, sitting up on the bed you found yourself in, you focus on the letters. Welcome to Holly Inn!
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5. Walking out of the store with close to 600 cartons of orange juice
Heather stopped in her tracks while lugging out a few carts full of close to 600 cartons of school lunch orange juice when she saw her friend Angel standing before her; complexion twisted slightly in confusion. Or maybe shock. Perhaps both.
“Ah, well uh...”
She looked back and forth between Angel and the many, many, many cartons of orange juice before sighing wistfully and making eye contact with her friend.
“You see, I won a raffle and I got just...so many cartons of orange juice and honestly I don’t know what to do with them all, yet. I may or may not dump some off on Rhys.”
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“you are not here” video / “walk on vanity ruins” lyrics
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Doth lie invite truth? Doth verity but wear the mask of falsehood? Ah, thou pitiful, thou miserable ones
Front Desk (Open)
[ Serena’s smile slowly went back to her initial frown she had when she made her way down the elevator. So, it was noticeable, was it? That wasn’t any good news to her, she was always happy! It felt strange to suddenly be so upset, almost out of nowhere. But, Heather was her friend. She doesn’t see a point in lying to her, that wouldn’t be good! For neither of them, probably. She cleared her throat and leaned herself against the counter, pushing her hair behind of her ear. She let out a small sigh and pressed her cheek against the palm of her hand after she handed in her key, tapping her cheek with her fingernails gently. ]
”Well…you know how I got a job recently, and how excited I was for it? Yeah, well…they’re taking advantage of me just because I’m new. They won’t listen to anything I contribute and make me do their little chores. The only reason why I’m here is because they wanted someone to get them food while they talked. They even hushed me when I tried to state an opinion about something. The worst part about it is I can’t complain about it, I just have to keep my mouth shut otherwise I’m fired. At this point, I’m just in it to make some extra money, I suppose.”
[ She paused. She took a time to think about what she had just said – fashion was her everything. Being able to get into a job that involved fashion was a dream to her! Sure, she loved being able to spend time with her pokemon, but anything to get into the industry seemed surreal to her. But being treated horrible was… just another story that she couldn’t handle. ]
“You’re kidding. I know new employees aren’t usually quite as valued as senior members, but that’s a bit ridiculous.” Heather sighed tiredly and shrugged. “You gotta do what you gotta do, though, I suppose. Just know it’s okay to bail if things don’t improve after a while. You owe yourself better.”
Heather, watching her friend mindlessly drum at her cheek with her fingernails, began to unconsciously mimic the behaviour and soon they were both leaning over the desk and touching their faces before Heather reached for the key and processed her checkout.
“If you ever need to blow off some steam, I’ll be off in about an hour and we can go hit the mall before it closes and we can grab lunch and talk about all those jerk you’re workin’ with, now.”
Front Desk (Open)
⟨ Dreams do have a habit of coming up with the most bizarre crap sometimes. ⟩
It’s the most he can really bring himself to say in light of the conversation, but neither he nor Heather really had much to go on after that bit. She seems pretty distracted, at any rate, and not to mention she was still on the clock here. It was starting to look like it was his cue to get going.
Nonchalantly taking the cup of coffee from her hand, Rhys takes a brief sip, throwing the younger a half-apologetic look from over its brim. He hands it over as quickly as he’d taken it, free hand running itself through gelled locks.
⟨ Maybe we can talk about it later, huh? I always like hearing about dreams and uh, stuff. ⟩ He turns on his heel as he speaks, already heading to the door before op- ting to give Heather a wave. ⟨ Either way, I’ll talk to ya sometime! Just text me. ⟩
“Sure thing. I’ll let you know when I’m available for brunch or a movie or something and we can talk all about my uh...dreams.” Heather spoke as she watched her friend take a swig of her coffee before handing it back, noting his half-hearted apologetic look as she took it in her hands.
As he headed for the door she took a sip from the other side of the coffee cup, watching him take his leave with a wave. “You take care, now.” she waved back before he disappeared out the door. Time to finish the rest of her shift so she can get home and sleep til mid-day tomorrow.
i think i draw heather too much….
He l o v e d me just like I was his very own daughter… even though he didn’t know who or what I was. It was so sudden… I never had a chance… to tell you… to tell you how happy you made me.
Hello, I'd like to request to move in with my friend, Angel, in the Cappuccino apartments. I'd like to be able to help her out and watch over her.
Absolutely! Good luck to the two of you being roommates ( make sure you split the chores 50/50. Leaves more time for fun friend activities )
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⟨ Hah. Very funny. ⟩ It was the least he could respond with at the moment, a subtle hint of a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth despite the obvious sarcasm in his tone. Rhys really couldn’t stay mad at the teen for long, though, and just as quickly as he’d brushed off her comment, he was already looking over the mess of scribbles on the page in hand.
He’s seen Heather’s doodles before, most usually coming out much better than the ones he has the privilege of looking at right now, but these ones were much more… Well, they weren’t pretty to look at, that’s for sure. And he’s sure as hell seen some pretty ugly things over the course of his life.
⟨ Did you make these up? Orrr… Did they come out of like, a weird dream, I dunno. ⟩ Nonetheless, he looks impressed, although whether it’s because of Heather’s creativity or her art skill is up for debate.
Heather had been having nightmares about the monsters in Silent Hill again the other night and they'd just been on her mind all day. She was just idly doodling and before she knew it there were monsters all over her paper. How could she explain to him what they were without having to tell him all the weird stuff she went through.
With a casual shrug and a glance back down at the paper, before taking in Rhys’ impressed expression, she made a sort of noncommittal humming sound, “Yeah, something like that.”
She wasn’t sure what he may have been through in his lifetime or exactly what he may have seen, but she was sure he probably didn’t need to hear her ramble on about what she had been through over something as simple as a drawing.
Asexual Character: Heather Mason, from Silent Hill 3
Brave New World, The Time Machine
brave new world (do you think ignorance is bliss?)
of course i do, but then suffering is an inevitable part of life. so ignorance is only a temporary bliss
the time machine (which historical era would you most like to visit)
honestly none. we have it as good as it’s gonna be so far in this era and i’d rather not backtrack
Front Desk (Open)
[ Asides from the fact that Serena had some business to talk about with someone from her work, Serena wasn’t entirely so sure why she stayed at the hotel for so long. She was the last one left in the room and she was the one who was expected to give the hotel key back and tidy up. She found herself mumbling under her breath as she nearly slammed the door behind her, this day was nothing but good to her. Nobody listened to her when she talked nor did it feel like they noticed she was there, other than to make them do their simple chores that they could’ve gotten done in thirty seconds had they done it themselves.
She sighed under her breath as she stepped out of the elevator that had brought her down to the first floor and stomped her way over to the front desk, keeping her eyes on the floor. The heels she wore made a loud clanking noise behind her, and she was walking so quickly it was no surprise that she had almost made some paperwork fly out of passerby’s hands. She made her way to the front desk, turning her attention up to the receptionist there.
Almost immediately, she felt herself feel better. ]
“Heather!”
“I didn’t know you worked here!”
[ She beamed, handing in the key that was in her hand. ]
Heather looked up from her desk and seeing her friend, Serena, stomping angrily out of the doors and up to the front desk was not what she expected. Her smile faded and a look of concern took over her features.
“Serena? I-uh, yeah I do. Do you mind if I ask what that was about?” She lowered her voice and leaned in over the counter as she took the key from Serena. She wasn’t expecting to see her friend so upset.
The House of Mirth, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
house of mirth (can money make you happy?)
well no, money won’t make me happy, but it buys the things i need to live comfortably and living comfortably sometimes makes me as happy as i can be. so i guess it makes me happy indirectly, then.
hitchhiker’s guide to the galaxy (how do you deal with homesickness?)
homesickness? honestly i just keep trudging on. if i feel homesick, the best thing i can do is distract myself and move on with my day. i don’t really have a home to be homesick over, anymore, anyways.
Classic Books Ask Meme
To Kill a Mockingbird: What is your favorite childhood memory?
Heart of Darkness: Where would you love to travel?
Little Women: Do you have siblings? If so, how do you get along with them?
And Then There Were None: What's the worst thing you've ever done and gotten away with?
1984: Do you keep your online life separate from your real life?
The Great Gatsby: Do you consider yourself materialistic?
The Catcher in the Rye: How do you like to spend your free time?
Moby Dick: What is one thing you've always wanted to achieve, but never could?
Lord of the Flies: Are you more a leader or a follower?
The Importance of Being Earnest: If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
Brave New World: Do you think ignorance is bliss?
Treasure Island: What object holds the most importance to you?
The Picture of Dorian Gray: If you could stay young forever, would you?
The Secret Garden: What's the best gift anyone ever gave you?
A Christmas Carol: What is one thing you'd want to change about yourself?
Hatchet: Do you think you could survive in the wilderness?
The Grapes of Wrath: What's the worst job you've ever had to do?
Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant: How is your relationship with your parents?
The House of Mirth: Can money make you happy?
Lucky Jim: Do you like your job? Why or why not?
The Time Machine: Which historical era would you most like to visit?
Scoop: Do you trust the media? Why or why not?
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: How do you deal with homesickness?
A Prayer for Owen Meany: Would you sacrifice your life to save someone else's?
Charlotte's Web: Describe yourself in one word.
The Five People You Meet in Heaven: Whose life have you impacted the most?
Matilda: What magical power would you like to have?
A Midsummer Night's Dream: What is your worst dating experience?
