84. FOURTH WALL video/action/whatever. GO NUTS. Backdated a little to the morning.

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Another day, another long shift at work. Heather doesn't really mind, though. It's one hell of a difference between the hectic stress of the job in the department store that she had last year. What a difference having SANE bosses can make, even if the job is more boring.]

[As the morning sun creeps higher behind the snowclouds and lights up the powder drifting down from the sky, Heather is seated at one of the stools behind the counter in the diner where she now works, and is making herself incredibly useful by balancing all the salt-shakers she can find on top of one another.]

[And then putting all those little sealed packets of sliced cheese she can find on top of THOSE.]

[It's a quiet morning, okay? Leave her alone!]

[Needless to say, one of the owners of the diner-- an old married couple-- spots his newest employee working on the Leaning Tower of Cheesa and just sort of shakes his head, sighing. Kids these days.]</sub>

Miss Mason, as much as I hate to stifle the budding artist in you, the soda machines need cleaning.

_{[Heather heaves an enormously-dramatic mock sigh as she gets up.]}

Ugh, finnneeee. You're just jealous of my deeply creative spirit.

You got me. I'm turning green. Dish-soap should be in the back.

<sub>[Having chill bosses is AWESOME. Heather had decided she liked having bosses she could banter with almost as soon as she got the job. She sticks her tongue out at him as she passes, on her way to the back door. And then she has an idea!]

[Pulling out her 'Gear, she hits the network button.]</sub>

HEY GUYS. Who wants to watch me CLEAN SHIT?

<sub>[Because clearly if she had to do boring things, it would improve everybody else's lives to watch her do them.]

[But behind her, the boss clears his throat meaningfully, and Heather rolls her eyes.]</sub>



Oh, that's just Danny!



_{[OOC: COME AT ME BROS. Feel free to assume that Heather is elsewhere if you don't feel like dealing with Danny-- 4th Wall is like CRACK: THE EVENT, so I'm happy to stick her wherever.]}

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8DDDD

[ahokonakamori.livejournal.com]

[......SCREW THIS she hugs Heather.] I missed you. A lot.

Other than that, I've been good. Um, how long was I gone...?

[And Kaito didn't show any emotions when she left, did he. TELL HER THAT PART FIRST.]

[foolishwren]

_{[Heather actually lifts her arms, startled by the hug-- but then returns it. A little awkwardly, but it's still heartfelt.]}

I-- ... awhile. You disappeared a little before October..

_{[NOPE. She won't say that. Because she knows how hard he was hit by it, even if he tried HARD not to show it.]}

[ahokonakamori.livejournal.com]

So.....a few months.

Has....how did Kaito take it?

[foolishwren]

...

_{[She pauses a little bit, but, after running her fingers through her hair, speaks.]}

... He tried not to show it, but it hit him pretty hard.

_{[She'd been the one to talk it out of him... or at least as best as she could.]}

[ahokonakamori.livejournal.com]

......idiot. [Her expression dims quite a lot.]

Do you know where he is?

[foolishwren]

I got him to talk a little about it, but it was hard.

I dunno where he is, I've been here for two whole shifts.

He might... be at the hotel, I guess?

You should go talk to him.

[ahokonakamori.livejournal.com]

Figures. [She nods.] I will.

[foolishwren]

_{[Heather nods. As much as she wants to catch up with Aoko (hell, the disappearance shook HER up a lot, too, after all...), Kaito's kind of more important in the scheme of things. Best childhood friend and everything.]}

I won't keep you.

... But... uh...

_{[She rubs the back of her head.]}

Thanks for... y'know, the hairpin.

[ahokonakamori.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head.] I wanna spend a bit more time with you.

[She smiles and blushes a tiny bit.]

You're welcome. I thought you would look pretty in it.

[foolishwren]

Heh, well, the PIN'S pretty. Not so sure about the rest.

_{[Still, she's grinning.]}

It's good to see you again.

... We all missed you.

[ahokonakamori.livejournal.com]

You're pretty, Heather! You really are!

[She blushes a bit.] I missed you guys a ton.

[foolishwren]

Girl, 'pretty' is an adjective best reserved for others, believe me.

... So, uh.

Did you just... go home?