tailor_made: when we are hand in hand (maybe at last i'll know why)
Hester ([personal profile] tailor_made) wrote in [community profile] itscurtains 2021-07-14 08:13 pm (UTC)

[Hester seems, thankfully, blissfully unaware of Janis's divided attention. She's just having a lovely time here.

The next flash of apparent memory looks to be a few years time skip. There's Hester, her hair pulled back into a tight ponytail and absolutely goddamn working it in a cheerleading uniform, is dancing on a patch of grass that shouldn't be there and waving a pair of pom-poms. She looks energized and genuinely thrilled to be here-

Sometimes you picture me
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me, I can't hear


And then abruptly it cuts to her hiding in a bathroom stall, her face buried in her hands as she silently cries. Her uniform is covered in small, fresh stains and there's a banana peel stuck to her head.

What you've said
Then you say, "go slow"
And I fall behind
The second hand unwinds


Just before the memory swipes away to something new, Janis will see a hand, the cuff of a black-and grey flannel just barely in visible, reach out and gingerly pluck the banana peel off her head. She lifts her head to look at them and offers a teary smile.]

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