time keeps on slippin, slippin into a mingle

[adorabilities]

Who: you crazy idols that are going stir crazy
Where: anywhere
When: 353

[you know what? sometimes, you just need to get out and mingle amongst the common folk

so, what's up?]

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[weenwoon]

[He strokes her hands gently.]

...I don't think it's a bad thing to be soft.

[overworker]

[She squeezes his hands just a bit more firmly.]

I'm... going to figure things out. And then I'll go back.

[SHE HASN'T FORGOTTEN ABOUT YOU THOUGH, MISTER!!!]

But something's bothering you too, right? I don't know if there's anything I can do but... I'd be happy to listen, if you think it might.

[weenwoon]

[Time to enter the loop of "no YOU let me take care of you first".]

It... has been a trying time, yes. But I want to help you figure things out, too. And I don't want you to feel guilty for being yourself.

[overworker]

[WHY ARE WE ALL LIKE THIS???]

The ... maybe... we can help each other out and figure it out together?

[weenwoon]

[JUST GET LILY OVER HERE TOO AND THE REALITY IS GONNA COLLAPSE]

...I would love that. I need to...

[He pauses, looking a little like he's zoning out.]

I just... want to talk to someone who wouldn't... I don't know. Judge me outright, perhaps.

[overworker]

[REALITY CAN’T HANDLE THAT

Serenity reaches for his hand and gives it a squeeze.]

...of course. You can tell me anything.

[Her expression is judgement free. It’s too full of love and adoration to have room for anything else.]

[weenwoon]

[Hand holdy...]

...Thank you. You too, Renny.

[He rubs at his face a little with the other hand, as though trying to wake himself up.]

Do you want to go somewhere? It's not really... well, it's probably better to speak somewhere more private. I'm sure we both have things to share we don't really feel comfortable talking about publicly.

[overworker]

[She holds his hand and nods.]

Of course. Anywhere you’d like. There are soundproof karaoke rooms or we could go back to the hotel, if you’d like to.

[weenwoon]

...Karaoke rooms might be good. I don't really want to go back to the dorms right now...

[overworker]

...me neither. Come on-- a ride on the train might be nice. It's not far.

[weenwoon]

...Yeah. Let's go.

[He finally straightens up, reaching for her hand.]

[overworker]

[He wanted to keep this private, so she saves her questions for after their ride. Instead, she leans against him and enjoys his company-- until it's time to book a room. She's done this a few times now, she she goes ahead and makes the reservation for them and shows him the way.]

...if we need to, we can always add more time, but for now, I reserved it for us for the next two hours. So we can take all the time we want.

[weenwoon]

[He's fairly quiet on the way there; subdued in a tired kind of way, but cleraly appreciating Serenity's company as well. Once inside, he sits down on one of the couches, pulling his legs up.]

Thank you, Renny. Do you think we should order some drinks and food too?

[overworker]

[Serenity scoots onto the couch next to him with the menu, passing it over to him.]

Of course—- order anything you’d like. It’s on me.

[weenwoon]

[He opens his mouth to protest, but stops himself in time. It's pretty obvious that taking care of him would most likely help Serenity feel better, and it would be rather cruel of him to deny her her good intentions.]

Alright. Is there anything you'd like too? We could share.

[overworker]

[Letty you sweet innocent fool. She will do this every single time if you give her the power.

Sharing though-- is pretty romantic and she's weak.]

That sounds nice, I'd love to. I guess drinking is on the table too today, since we took the train.

[Not as planned but not a bad perk.]

[weenwoon]

[SERENITY PLEASE SPEND SOME OF YOUR POINTS ON YOURSELF... PLEASE...]

Yeah. And given that we both have some... complicated things on our minds. Some champagne, maybe? Nothing too heavy but enough to relax.

[overworker]

[N O P E]

That's a great idea-- champagne would be nice.

I'm not super hungry myself but something to snack on would be good. They have a platter of mixed appetizers we could split.

[weenwoon]

It would be quite nice. I...

[...he pauses, looking confused.]

I don't... quite remember if I've eaten today. But I must have.

[overworker]

[A small flash of concern crosses her face.]

If you want anything else, you can get it. Besides, there’s nothing wrong with leftovers. I’d rather make sure you have enough than worry about having too much.

[weenwoon]

[Gf... good... He smiles before leaning over to kiss her cheek.]

Thank you, Renny. I don't suppose they can deliver salads or something of the sort here? I've been mostly eating fast food lately, and that can't be very good for me.

[overworker]

[BF CUTE. The cutest.]

I’m sure they would. Although—- honestly, I’m sure the diet can wait at least until tomorrow.

[weenwoon]

[Maybe they are both, cute? That gets a small chuckle from him.]

I suppose, yes. Then... I do want a salad, but also a burger.

[overworker]

[He’s the cutest, but they can both be cute yes.]

Heehee. Alright— coming right up!

[She quick places the order for them.]

...in return, you can share with me what’s been on your mind lately.

HOW HAS IT BEEN ALMOST TWO WEEKS... WHERE IS TIME GOING

[weenwoon]

[He smiles a little - it's kind of endearing how Serenity just won't let up and let him hide from Talking About Things. But maybe that's what he needs sometimes, too.]

...A lot of things, truly. I'm not quite certain where to start... and I wouldn't want to worry you too much.

[But even as he says that, the conversations he's had with Lily and Glacies come to his mind. And hasn't even Levity himself scolded others for not letting their friends and loved ones take care of them?

He's quiet for some time, gathering his thoughts, staring half-absently at the floor. But eventually...]

I don't... quite feel like myself lately. It's been there from the start, truly, but it's only grown stronger over time... and now I know one of the reasons why.

[Levity pulls his feet up, half-hugging his knees, trying to gather his resolve to once again put it to words.]

It's... well...

[...]

...I'm--dead, you see. And so is... everyone...

[He trails off, his gaze once again lost in the distance, his expression growing more dispassionate. Turns out it's hard to talk about these things!]