Heather McNamara (
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itscurtains2016-10-23 12:26 pm
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well this is a depressing excuse for a party
[Mid-day on Sunday, Heather goes around and slips notes under dressing room doors.
If you don't want to be alone today, there will be snacks and people in the Ballroom today
--Heather
She's even dotted every i with a little heart! How cute.
The dining hall is a way better location for a party (or whatever this is) with its close proximity to the kitchen, and more intimate space- but Heather doesn't want to be anywhere near that place. Not for a while, at least. True to her word, Heather's brought snacks- finger sandwiches, a few bags of chips, and a big pitcher of lemonade. There isn't much else set up, but the piano is still there, should anyone want to play.]
If you don't want to be alone today, there will be snacks and people in the Ballroom today
--Heather
She's even dotted every i with a little heart! How cute.
The dining hall is a way better location for a party (or whatever this is) with its close proximity to the kitchen, and more intimate space- but Heather doesn't want to be anywhere near that place. Not for a while, at least. True to her word, Heather's brought snacks- finger sandwiches, a few bags of chips, and a big pitcher of lemonade. There isn't much else set up, but the piano is still there, should anyone want to play.]
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No. Just shaken up. I don't think the other you would have hurt any of us.
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[And now, its Astarte's turn to be shaken up. Ah, turnabout is fair play.]
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I'm sure everyone is glad you're back to normal now.
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Thank you.
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[She looks bashful.]
I can't believe it. A friend.
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[Well??]
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She takes Astarte's hands.]
Then I'm your first official friend!
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[Oh, oh, the room got a little blurry, and her eyes feel misty. Why? Why is it? Is this....joy? Oh, this is....its been a long time since she felt anything like it.
A real, genuine smile forms on Astarte's face.
NO]This is so wonderful.
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You have such a pretty smile!
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...I do?
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[Ah, is this what it means to smile?...How long has it been since she felt this happy?]
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And I'll do my best to give you reasons to smile.