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[idolpro]

Who: You!
Where: Hotel!
When: Day 105!

[ Sure, you may be incapable of lying and also incapable of being emotionally honest and ALSO be completely amnesiac, but fanmail waits! For no one!

As usual, the lobby is flooded, preventing you from leaving or entering the hotel without wading through a bunch of boxes and mountains of cards. But - OWO? WHAT'S THIS?

Your phone buzzes, too! ]

Producers: LOL you guys that was SOOOOOOO BAD

[ Wait. That message is gone. What? ]

Producers: Congratulations, idols! You got to the next goal with your stunning performance! Wow, you're doing so great!
Producers: For 500,000 points, you can get something - or someplace! - nice. Maybe you want a spa? A cute cafe? Whatever it is, it'll be shared by your community, isn't that nice? And you get to choose what it is, too!
Producers: Suggest a location here, and we'll send an official poll sometime soon. You know how it goes!
Producers: Or do you?

[ Hm!

Submit #poll suggestions here! ]

Comments

[unbr8kable]

I'm sure I don't want you seeing 'em alone.

[Offers her hand]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Hands over the box.]

[unbr8kable]

[Takes it, looking at him before flicking away, to the different pictures. Her expression gradually goes from curious to curiously blank]





...Some people got an awful lot of time on their hands.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Right?

[unbr8kable]

[She flips through a few more, unable to stop herself despite the content. One near the end she looks at for a very long time.]

We could burn 'em. You could burn 'em.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He's pretty sure he knows what one that is. He ducks his head a little - glances away.]

Not gonna lie, burning em sounds pretty good.

[unbr8kable]

[Her voice is a little off, but it's pleasant]

Yeah...yeah. You can--lead the way, if you want.

[crossmyheartandhope]

You got matches or something?

[unbr8kable]

[untucks a lighter from her breast pocket and offers it to him with a smile]

[crossmyheartandhope]

...you gonna help me out, or what? Figure there's enough of em we can each do a couple.

[unbr8kable]

Thought you'd never ask.

[Holds out the box with a casual flourish, though her grip is tight enough to crumple the box]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Thanks, dude.

[Flicks at the lighter - fumbles it, a little, but gets it going on the third try.]

[He holds the corner of the first couple of pics to the flame and watches them catch.]

[unbr8kable]

[Watches as the papers turn black, curl up; expression unmoving as the flames leap to more of the awful figures]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He offers her the lighter, so she can get in on this, if she wants.]

[unbr8kable]

[She does, actually. Her hand is steady as it sets flame to that picture and a couple more like it, the flames licking up and burning away the graceful poses, the carefully drawn grins]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[There's something to be said for watching something like that fade away. His shoulders relax, just enough to be visible, as the images burn to ash.]

[unbr8kable]

[Hers don't, grip just as tight. But otherwise she watches placidly as the flames rise and everything in the box goes up--as the box itself begins to catch. She doesn't turn away from it, as if making sure nothing gets a chance to escape.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[It's not until they're nothing but black flakes on the ground that he looks up.]

...guess that's everything.

[unbr8kable]

Trash's been taken care of.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Maybe next time they'll take a hint and send something good.

[unbr8kable]

You'd think! There's something to be said for a couple smiles on TV now and then, right?

[crossmyheartandhope]

The action figures were pretty badass, just saying. I'd take more of those.

[unbr8kable]

Maybe we should do that request vid this time, get the guys thinking in the right direction.

[crossmyheartandhope]

I'm in if you are.

Can't get worse, right?

[unbr8kable]

Ooh, you said it out loud. You know that's a jinx, right?