Locked in a Room

[dishevelment]

Who: Everyone stuck in Pride HQ
What: This load of crap.
When: Nov. 1-5
Where Pride HQ
Warnings: Pg-13 minimum because Carnies. Tag if it gets over that.


Everyone got the same call-- and now we're all stuck in HQ with no hint of release in sight.

The reason? No one knows.

How are you coping?

Comments

[traumatizing]

Somehow...

[Frowning intensifies.] What have your, uh... Thoughts been about anyway?

[twoscompany]

About two people, mostly.

[It said carefully, because...the full thought sounds crazy even to her.]

[traumatizing]

[Well that's super vague.]

Two people? Like your parents, or...?

[twoscompany]

[She shakes her head.]

No, they're not my parents. They're.

[Uh.]

. . .me. I think they're me. They make and then become...

[Oh god, she sounds nuts.]

[traumatizing]

[She does, but Terry seems to be taking it seriously at least. Lips pressed together while he considers it.]

Maybe it's... [HM.] Maybe it's not literal?

[twoscompany]

They were dancing, and then there was me. It feels like it was literal. Literally.

[traumatizing]

[Huh.]

[He'd say it's completely ridiculous, except...] I was complaining about some "super hero army." It feels so real, I was arguing with my dad because I didn't want to sign up.

[twoscompany]

Your dad...did he look like your parent? Or someone else?

[traumatizing]

It was definitely him. [It's the only thing about that whole 'dream' he's completely sure of.] But a super hero army? That's insane, right?

[twoscompany]

Not any more insane than what I'm thinking, is it?

[traumatizing]

What's the saying? Insanity loves company?

[He tries for a smile, but with this weird cocktail of emotions Terry's got going on? Who knows what his face is doing.]

Thank you for telling me, Garnet. [Sigh.] We'll figure this out.

[twoscompany]

[If its any consolation, Garnet's also...conflicted. Her deep breath, her looking down, biting her lip.]

Of course. I'm sure we'll figure it out.

...

I. I'm not sure what we should tell our manager.

[Something about telling him seems to grow a teeny, tiny pit in her stomach.]

[traumatizing]

Do we have to tell them anything?

[Page is alright, but... He doesn't feel alright telling anyone outside the band. Not yet. Not if they don't know what's going on.]

[twoscompany]

........No.

[Hm.]

No, of course not. As long as it doesn't harm our music, surely its nothing important, right?

[traumatizing]

I'm not sure anything could harm our music. Short of broken arms.

[There's a bit of a smile on his face, partially out of a desire to try and reassure Garnet, but also out of genuine belief. Certain things may be thrown into question, but he's as sure as ever that they are amazing where their music is concerned.]

[twoscompany]

That or going to jail.

[She smiles a little at that. Sorry, Xanxus]