suddenly i was a lilac sky

HEATHER MORRIS I present you with Heather Morris, part woman, part cat, mostly human, though. I'm old, I dance, and I probably wanna hold your hand and be your new bff cause that's just how I roll. I also play Brittany S. Pierce the amazing snowflake of a character on Glee, so if you've seen my face, it's probably because she was borrowing it.

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Lima is cold :(

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It’s less convincing now after you said that joke. The signals are contradicting each other. Now I know how the magical 8th ball feels.

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Yeah that was bad timing for a joke like that, my bad.

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Lima is cold :(

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So like a sleepwalking murderer? It’s not really making me want to let you stay in my house now…My family’s too pretty to die.

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I was joking, I’m really bad at jokes today. I can’t even kill bugs without feeling bad so I’d never kill you or your family, so you really have nothing to worry about, Britt. I’ll prove it to you, somehow.

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Lima is cold :(

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Exactly. That’s what I was saying. You’re not a secret murderer right?

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If I was I think I would know about it by now, but maybe it’s so secret that even I don’t know I’m a murderer?

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Lima is cold :(

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We’ll see about that. Santana kind of wants to meet you guys too, like properly. She’s not really happy about the whole you living in my house idea. 

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Right, of course she’s not, because she doesn’t know me. I don’t blame her, we should all hang out... or something.

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PRIVATE MESSAGE:

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You’re ridiculous.

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And yet you’re still my best friend.

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PRIVATE MESSAGE:

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It’s been scary, at least I thought so. If you wanted to get fucked in the fun way, you’d probably have to jump into bed with one of the kids, and doesn’t that seem a little weird?

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Yeah, it’s scary. Psh, there’s always you isn’t there? :P

That was a joke, btw, jooookes, haha.

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PRIVATE MESSAGE:

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Amusing? We’re literally in Hell, Heather. We’re in a fake world and nobody back home knows where we are. We don’t know anything that’s happening back there. There was never anything amusing about this. You know we’re going to be okay, though. We’re always okay. There’s no other option.

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It was amusing for a second while I thought we were dreaming or whatever, but now it’s super real and it’s scary as all hell. But yeah, being okay is kind of the only thing we can manage to do, otherwise we’re fucked more and I’d much rather get fucked in the fun ways than keep getting fucked over by this weird new life.

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Lima is cold :(

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He’s a really good judge of character if he won’t like you, he’ll protect himself so I’m not worried about that at all. You should be careful if he’s around Naya. He and San have their issues.

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Well I’m hoping he has no reason to try and protect himself given all I really want to do is cuddle. I’ll keep Naya on the other side of the room while he’s here.

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PRIVATE MESSAGE:

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I know that, but I like to have a plan. I like to know what’s going to happen, and right now all I know is you’re planning to leave without me, and I don’t know how to handle that. But, fine, you’re right. I don’t want to lose you either.

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Being here was so amusing at first and now it’s just fucking everything up. I wish I could make this all go away, for the sake of us being okay if we ever make it out of here.

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PRIVATE MESSAGE:

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Well, no, that’s not what I want. I don’t want you to be homeless, too. You have somewhere to go, and I want you to go. But I’m going to continue to be upset about it, because I don’t want to be without you. Sorry for questioning you.

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Nothing’s happening right this second and who knows if this Brittany thing will work out, so the most we can do is stay in the moment and stay out of the what ifs of what could happen, you know? If we keep it up like this we’re going to forget who we are and that’s the only thing we have to hold onto here. I’m not going to lose my best friend over the show that made us friends in the first place.

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PRIVATE MESSAGE:

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You do make me feel safe. When we wound up here, I was terrified, but you were there, so I felt a little safer. When we have to shoot scenes that make me feel stupid, I just look at you and I feel comfortable enough to do it. You’re trying to leave me now, and that doesn’t make me feel safe.

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Okay, then I won’t leave you. If we have to sleep outside in the cold I’ll do my best to keep you warm and find trash can food and whatever else homeless people do. Just... don’t question who I am because if anything I’m the last person who would ever actually leave you.

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PRIVATE MESSAGE:

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I want you to not be making these plans without me. I want to know that wherever you’re going, I’m going, too. But I can’t, and you are going to leave me. You’re going to leave me and go stay with Brittany, and there’s nowhere that I’m going to feel safe, because you’re not going to be there.

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I don’t get how I could possibly help you feel safe when I’m completely floundering here. 

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PRIVATE MESSAGE:

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No, that’s not the person I thought you were, but I’m not so sure now. I know you’re trying to look out for other people. You’re trying to look out for Brittany and Santana, which is awesome, I want to do that too, but we don’t all have the luxury of someone willing to let us hide out in their home. So, great, everyone’s looked out for, everyone’s fine. You, Santana, Brittany. See? Everyone.

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What do you want from me, Naya? I can’t spontaneously spawn money or make us go home. I can’t do everything the right way all the time, and I keep telling you over and over that I’d never leave you unless I knew it was for the best and that you’re safe because no matter what at the end of the night it’s always you I worry the most about.

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PRIVATE MESSAGE:

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Right, we’re in it together until you go to Brittany’s, I run out of money, and I have nowhere to go. It’s whatever, honestly. I’ll find somewhere close. You can bring me food or something. We’ll still be “in it together” then.

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Oh my gosh, I was never going to ditch you like that, is that really the person you think I am, because if it is I’ve been pretty fooled for a long time, Naya. This is hard for the both of us, but I am trying to look out for more than just myself.

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PRIVATE MESSAGE:

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Nothing. Places to stay. Nothing.

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Naya, don’t nothing me, how many times do I have to reassure you that we’re in this together?

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PRIVATE MESSAGE:

Hey Nay, whatcha looking at on your phone all pouty and intense?

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Lima is cold :(

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I can drop him at your hotel room on my way to motocross practice and pick him up after if that’s okay. No one should have to go this long without cats. 

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That’s perfect, Britt, thank you for that, and you know, trusting him with me.