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[lettertomyfutureself]

[Action: Around Town]

-Rin had completely shut herself off. And she knew better than to stick around the house and given Vincent a chance to needle her. She wasted no time leaving. She couldn't spend a moment more at that house... Not without breaking down. Still, she had a shift at work.

Anyone wanting to bother her can find her, backpack over her shoulder, pretty much anywhere. She doesn't stay in one place long.-


[Action: Neutron Diner]

-She had to get her head together. Changed into her uniform, co-workers will find her in one of the back rooms crying. Though, eventually, she shapes up enough to try and do some work, to keep herself distracted. But it's obvious on her face that she doesn't want to be there.-

What can I get for you today?

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[gandere]

[ It doesn't take Rin long to backtrack to the house. Maybe, just maybe, she should warn Heather about the day. It's the 'sisterly' thing to do and besides, she would feel just awful if she got mixed up in something. Even if the girl gives Rin the impression that she can handle herself, no one's ever really prepared for what Mayfield throws at them.

She'll catch her shortly after she's left and will take the risk of pulling out her earplugs as she approaches. ]

Hey, where are you going? [ Upon noticing the backpack. ] Or did you just decide to follow my lead? I'll admit I have no real plans of how to spend the day though.

[lettertomyfutureself]

-Heather froze up a bit, trying to calm her nerves.-

Got work today... Can't be around Vincent. Not today.

[gandere]

[ The man of the house? They did know each other, so it was strange.
But Rin herself refuses to approach her own father, so perhaps not as strange as she originally thought. ]

Do you need a place to stay after work? I could force Lancer to watch over you. I'll even blow a Command Spell to tell him to not speak to you either, but he's a good person. I don't see a need to do that.

[lettertomyfutureself]

... Thanks, but... I may just go stay with Fang for awhile...

-Oh god she's tearing up, fuck. Why did she have to stop?-

And... um... I don't want to make today more awkward for you.

[gandere]

[ Fang. Someone she's never heard of. She'll note the name in case she ever needs to track down Heather at some point. ]

It wouldn't be awkward. [ Her voice softens as she witnesses Heather's own emotions betraying her. ] I've been taking care of that house for a long time, so if you need me to help you, I will.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Look, this... isn't really something that can be helped.

[Action: Neutron Diner]

[relic_hunter]

[Locke came in for a quick bite to eat. Nothing against his housemate, but he didn't want for her to wait on him hand and foot, like some of the drones tried doing while he was at work... He tilts his head at her as she asks the question. Looking her over, he easily figured out that something was wrong. He didn't want to do it, but it had to be done!]

... How about a smile?

[lettertomyfutureself]

-She manages a small, weak smile.-

Sorry... today's not my best day.

[relic_hunter]

Something you'd wanna talk about...? Or you'd rather not say?

[lettertomyfutureself]

I'd really rather... not...

So what do you want to eat?

[relic_hunter]

How about, something you enjoy eating? Sharing things you like is a good way to put your mind in another place.

[lettertomyfutureself]

... I guess I really go for a big greasy double-double-double bacon cheeseburger...

[relic_hunter]

O-oh... that's quite a lot of "doubles" you'd have going on there. Sure, I'm game.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Double meat, double bacon, double cheese. It's the best.

diner

[closerthanheaven]

[Did Vincent just attract people with daddy issues or something? Maybe going out of the house for once would mean he gets some peace from this fact.

Or not.]

You're looking chipper today, Heather. Didn't feel like calling out?

[lettertomyfutureself]

-And everything about Heather's look is screaming "don't push it or so help me God I will lay the Holy Mother smackdown on your ass"-

The boss is a drone. Can't call in.

[closerthanheaven]

[He knows better than to say anything about Harry around her. He likes not being in pain.]

You'd think that would make it...easier. Really, they probably wouldn't even notice if you were gone.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Or what? Stick around the house with you?

[closerthanheaven]

Or find something else to distract yourself with.

[Vincent shrugs. It honestly sounds like he has little interest in needling her about anything today. Not for altruistic reasons, of course.]

[lettertomyfutureself]

Look, are you gonna order or not?

[closerthanheaven]

Oh, right. That's what you're here for, isn't it? [A smirk.]

I'll make it easy for you. Just a chocolate shake. Nothing else. [Really, he wasn't hungry, but better than taking up space. Plus, it kept Heather from getting too pissed off at him, right?]

[lettertomyfutureself]

Whip cream or no?

[closerthanheaven]

None. Just useless filler.

[lettertomyfutureself]

One vanilla shake, extra whip. -Apparently not effected, this one.-

[closerthanheaven]

[Excellent. He knew she'd pull something like that.]

Things could be worse. At least you're not in Silent Hill, no?

[lettertomyfutureself]

I still can't decide how good or bad that is. I need to finish things there.

[closerthanheaven]

I could tell you how it ends, but that just seems...cheap.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Oh gee, thanks for the consideration, I guess.

[closerthanheaven]

If I told you everything that happened, what reason would you have to want to go back to Silent Hill?

[lettertomyfutureself]

To see things through on my own. Because I can't trust you.

[closerthanheaven]

Do you want to know how it all ends? I could just sate your curiosity...but it'd be useless because you don't trust me.

[lettertomyfutureself]

I do want to know. But I'll see it with my own eyes, thanks.

[closerthanheaven]

Assuming you ever get out of here, that is.

[lettertomyfutureself]

I intend to.

[closerthanheaven]

I don't share your intent, but good luck with that. You'll need it, I'm sure.

[lettertomyfutureself]

I'd ask why, but I really don't care.

[closerthanheaven]

Yes, yes. Now, don't you have something else you should be doing?

[lettertomyfutureself]

Yeah yeah, whatever...

-She heads off to put his order in the kitchen queue.-