#chat: bee

[giodmarco]

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Being rescued from the chocolate shop had been a bittersweet occasion. On one hand, Gio was ecstatic to be out of the dank and damaged building but on the other he was devastated to see the rest of the village look the way it did. He’d wanted to immediately jump in and help but even with being a guard they forced him back to the tea room with everyone else. He didn’t stop protesting until he’d walked in and spotted a familiar face across the room, relief flooding his system as he beelined towards his best friend, his sister.

The whole time he’d been trapped in the chocolate shop he’d refused to let his mind wander to the girl. He would have worried himself sick if he had so he had made sure to busy himself with helping the group find supplies and stay alive long enough for people to find them. But when that relief washed over him it was pretty apparent she had been in the back of his mind the whole time, a fact also made apparent as he silently pulled her into his arms and held her tight. “Are you okay?”

[rosamieaquino]

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"Bee!” Her voice carried throughout the halls as Rosa ran towards the maid​, her arms going around her once she’d gotten close enough. She hadn’t seen the girl since everything had happened and she was just glad to know that she was okay. “I don’t care if you’re working, I’m stealing you for the rest of the day.” Rosa pulled back, looking up into the other girl’s eyes as she took her face in her hand. “You’re okay, right? You didn’t get hurt or anything? I’m sorry I haven’t come to see you yet, I’ve been trying to help out as much as possible and things have been crazy.”

She was talking a mile a minute, her words all stringing together as she tried to check the girl over. If anything, Bee was one of her closest friends here, someone who understood her, and she didn’t know what she would have done had something happened to her. 

[sarikavari]

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Up until that moment, Bee’s only experience with acting was the one time she was supposed to play Mother Mary in her school’s Christmas thing when she was young. It didn’t turn out well. But she was determined to bury that in the past and hopeful for tonight’s experience. And there wasn’t going to be an audience. She had her information, and she would try her best to do her character some justice. Bee was excited to be a part of what was happening. She took a deep breath as she went to another guest. “Oh my God, this is awful!” She stated, placing a hand over her chest. “Do you think she fell in and couldn’t get out?” 

The alcohol was not helping her in this moment, the woman next to her inciting another bout of giggles with her words. She turned away from the pool, her shoulders shaking with laughter but hoping people would think her character was crying instead. “I don’t know.” Her voice was tinged with the humor she found in all of this as she answered the girl but maybe they would think it was tears making it thick? No, she was probably just causing everyone to think she was more insane than they previously thought before. “It had to be the professor...right? This is what happened before. I’m so sorry, I can’t stop laughing. That sign on her back is killing me.”

[rosamieaquino]

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Bee was listening to the princess, struggling to contain the happy smile she had upon her features. This was so fun! Restless energy made her move her legs up and down repeatedly, and the sound of her heels was muffled by the clusters of conversation happening around them. Bee dismissed the comment with a flick of her wrist. “Oh, I wouldn’t worry about that too much,” the blonde shook her head. “Mrs. Fudge isn’t the best one out there, I’m sure she’s collected many enemies over the years. Did you hear about the details of her death? Don’t you think it’s weird that this is exactly like that accident that happened years ago?” She wondered. “But why do you think others would think you’d want her dead?” She asked out of curiosity. “I’m Ms.” she paused and had to check her character’s card. “Ms. Streuselkuchen,” Bee read with some difficulty. “Couldn’t they come up with something a bit easier?” she chuckled.

“Exactly like the one years ago? The one with the college professor, right?” She had heard the story earlier in the evening and immediately thought it could have been her. But then after thinking on it Rosamie had thought that could have been too easy and decided to gather more information if she could. But everything she heard just seemed to point straight to that woman. “I don’t know many of the details but she’s here tonight, isn’t she?” Rosamie paused by taking a sip from her glass and shrugged a shoulder. “Something about a plot that people think I was involved in. I’m innocent though. I think someone in my team might be turning against me.” The name set her off, Rosamie feeling her lips pull into a smile. “These names are ridiculous. I don’t even know if I could pronounce that one.”

[giodmarco]

“Nobody could replace me and you know it !! stop fucking pretending !!”

Hurtful Phrases!

“Nobody could replace me and you know it !! stop fucking pretending !!” @bccbaldacchino

Taken aback by not only her yelling at him but Bee’s use of a curse, Gio took a step back from the blonde out of sheer shock. “I never thought anybody could replace you, Bee...” He felt small in that moment, his voice matching those feelings by staying low and almost tentative as he spoke, and the Italian couldn’t help but think that wasn’t who he usually was when facing conflict. But Bee was different. Bee was the person who had always been there no matter what and now he felt like a scorned puppy who was letting her down. 

“You don’t really understand what’s going on. And that’s my fault because I won’t tell you what’s bothering me anymore. But the thing is...” He paused, not sure how to explain it to her. There were certain things he couldn’t tell her and other things he didn’t want to talk about with anyone, not just her. But he felt that if he tried to convey that it would just upset her more.

“There’s just a few things that I can’t talk to anybody about. And I mean anybody. I don’t try to push you away unlike others. But I seem to be doing that anyway.” Maybe he had tried at first, years of Gio trying to push out anyone in his life that knew too much about him, but he had come to find that Bee wouldn’t allow it to happen. “I want to fix...things. I just don’t know how. I don’t even think I can.”

[giodmarco]

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[rosamieaquino]

“I’m not the same person i used to be, sorry.”

Hurtful Phrases!  

“I’m not the same person i used to be, sorry.” @bccbaldacchino

“Since when?” 

Rosa looked up from the tea she had just taken a sip from as the girls enjoyed a day in the tea room together. She could have felt guilty for taking up all of the maid’s free time but she just loved talking to Bee so much that she couldn’t even muster up fake guilt for such a thing. But she was getting the feeling that was missing something now with the comment lingering between them. She hadn’t noticed much of a change in the woman, she was still the same lovable girl that Rosa had come to know in the past, so she wasn’t sure what the other was talking about.

“Wait...what are you not telling me? You mean there’s something going on that I’m not privy to? You should spill, right now.”

In truth, the princess was a little hurt knowing there might be some gossip the blonde had failed to share with her. It seemed like they had never ending topics to spout on about at all times and their conversations could last way longer than Rosa cared to admit so what was the Italian omitting from their sessions together? 

“Especially if it’s hurting you, Bee, or changing you. I would want to know. Maybe I can help.”

[rosamieaquino]

@bccbaldacchino

The Halloween event had been ended early for Rosa, the princess not even able to talk to Bee the way she had wanted to, and the days after had been draining for her as well. Her being homesick mixed with the uncooperative days of her disease had made her scarce around the castle. It was the holidays though and Rosa refused to allow herself to sleep all the time. She had invited Bee over to her room for some much needed catching up time. Busy bustling around her room with her Lady, Rosa made sure there was plenty of tea and hot chocolate along with some Italian desserts that she’d asked someone in the kitchen to make for them. Yes, the sitting area she had was picturesque and especially decorated for the holidays as well.

With her Lady leaving, Rosa asked her to keep the door open so that Bee could just walk right in when she got there before she plopped down on her little couch. One would think she had just run a marathon with how sleepy she was starting to look so the princess wanted to rest as much as she could before her friend arrived knowing that the two of them could talk for hours when it came down to it. There was gossip to be shared.