>>34665088
>Hum an offkey, out of tune song you don’t know the melody or words for

man I knew a Friday night thread was probably a bad move but I did it anyways.

Writing in like 5 or 10. Hopefully I can katamari damacy my way into some players

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>>34665088

You oblige her, but only barely. You watch your food as you manipulate your fork, humming a song you haven’t heard in at least a year. You don’t know what the phrases “off key,” “out of tune,” or “melody,” are, but judging by Wendy’s face, she knows more than you.

“Oh my god, ciate. Por favor. Please. I’m begging you.”

She’s clutching her head, covering her ears with her palms.

It’s not that bad, is it? You’ll ask Karan when you get home later.

She must see your face because she looks smug and says, “If you’re going to pretend at music, at least have the decency to do it well. Listen.”

She pulls the napkin off her lap and wipes her hands with it before tossing it on the table and putting her right hand over her right ear, although you don’t know why. She starts slapping her thigh and starts singing quietly. There’s nobody in the booths next to you this late in the afternoon, but even if they were only one or two in each direction would even be able to hear.
“I work my fingers to the bone
Not a pretty little penny have I got to show
I ain’t looking for much
Just a little bit of rest by the side of the road

I lift my voice to the forces above
The lords of labor and the goddess of love
Ain’t I been a good hard working servant and son”

It only takes ten seconds. You were counting.

Wendy is...good? Like...maybe even really good. You’re not sure if you understood what she sang but you know her voice even this quiet and hushed was nothing like what you heard on the radio at your FOB or camp.

You wish you knew how to describe it.

Wendy says, looking far too proud of herself, “I thought that song felt right. What did you think?”

>Geek the fuck out
>Meh
>Wasn’t that great
>I don’t get it…
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

>>34666139
sry, was busy making popcorn

>Geek the fuck out

I know we're usually a low player sort of quest but man just having one makes me depressed.

I spent all day excited to run.

writing in 5-10.

>>34666480
well hey, you still get to run

>>34666541
Suppose so. I've been sitting on the songbird reveal since I started the quest in, like, the spring or whatever.

Finally got to deploy it.

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>>34666139

What did you think?

You geek the fuck out and bounce in your seat and wave your arms excitedly.

“Stop stop stop please stop someone’s going to see you and either think you’re having a seizure or you’re a child and neither of those make me look good.”

You sit on your hands. “That was really good, Wendy.”

Despite looking boastful and smug earlier Wendy’s smile now is shy, and she looks away from you as you say it, “It’s just not bad.”

“You should totally talk to the company and get a cool deal.”

Wendy shrugs and says, “I’ve thought about it but...you’ve seen what it’s like for them. At least this way I get to carry a gun.”

She looks down at her plate and lap and continues, “Besides...there’s no market for me…”

She sounds sad.

You’re not sure what to say to that.

>Be supportive
>I don’t know anything about that
>You’re probably right…
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

>>34666582
we should totally get Karan to record her when she sings in the shower or whatever, could make loadsa dosh from it

>>34666729
>I don’t know anything about that
>Be supportive
she can sing to us in the middle of firefights anytime

writing in 5-10

>>34666729
>I don’t know anything about that
>Be supportive
Both of these things. Be supportive, but acknowledge that Michelle doesn't know jack.

>>34666892
hooray another anon

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>>34666729

“I don’t know anything about that...but I think you’re really good!”

Wendy looks happy as she resumes eating.

“Maybe Karan can record you. That’s a thing she can do, right? You could be, like…”

Uh. What would she be like…

“Like, uh, a singing tier one or something. That would totally sell!”

“You can relax now, Michelle, I get it. Thank you,” says around her food.

You try to settle and calm down. “Does Skyler know?”

“Que? Oh...he does. He was the one who got me into it. We would go to karaoke bars after shifts. He’s really good when he’s not so fucked up and on the nod.”

“Really?”

She makes an mmhmm noise as she chews.

“But...you said you only started working like three months ago and in three months you’re already this good?”

She shrugs, “I’m good at everything I do.”

She shrugs again, speaking seriously this time, “I don’t have much else to do. Until you showed up he was more or less my only friend.”

She takes a drink off her glass of water.

“Besides. Arts are good for the soul. No recuerdo el título de la película pero…”

She checks out for a moment as she thinks, “No se. I forget. It was like a disaster or apocalypse movie or whatever and the way the survivors judged if you were infected or not was your ability to create art. Show you still have your soul or humanity or whatever, you know?”

She shrugs again and says guardedly, like you might make fun of her, “Music makes me feel like a person. Even after a busy day.”

You’re not sure how to respond to this either.

Is this Wendy opening up to you?

>Umm...I’m not sure what to say
>Nod understandingly
>Disagree
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

>>34667144
>Nod understandingly

writing in 5-10

>>34667144
>Nod understandingly
>Other
"It's good that you've got something like that."

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>>34667144

You nod understandingly. Kind of.

“It’s good you have something like that.”

Should you be worried that you don’t?

Wendy says, “I guess. Maybe.”

She’s doing a lot of shrugging at the table, “That’s just what I think. Everyone copes differently.”

Maybe a little worried.

“So...what are we doing next?”

Wendy checks the time on a watch she wears on her right wrist, “You wanted to do more shopping, didn’t you?”

“Yeah...but you didn’t seem all that into it earlier…”

“I’m feeling better now that I’ve eaten and had some drinks. Oh, oyes, que piensas pasó at the office this morning?”

You look at her vacantly.

“Ugh. Learn Spanish. I said what do you think happened this morning at the office.”

“Oh...um.”

>Speculate wildly (insert your own theory here!)
>Umm…
>It’s probably nothing
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

>>34667553
>Umm…
we've been on the job for like 2 days, we don't know how things work around here yet

writing in 5-10

do not know why I feel so tired/sleepy. three hour nap, c'mon body.

seems like the other anon ran away :(

>>34667704
I need to fold/sort/hang/whatever this laundry while it's still hot.

Post gonna be a little slow since this is a big hamper. sorry!

>>34667790
no probs

>>34667723
Nah, I just got distracted. It happens. I've actually been following this quest since the beginning
>>34667553
>Other
"I dunno. It's probably not good. But I don't know for who."

Sorry about that. Got all the essentials done and I'm back in the saddle.

Socks and chones can come in the morning/later.

>Fuck! Every time.

You are Michelle St. Claire, and you’re pretty sure it’s your third day day on the job. Although it could be the fourth.

You’re not sure how you feel about eating a burrito with knife and fork. Maybe it’d feel more natural if you used a claw?

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>>34667553

“Ummm…”

You shrug, “I’ve only been here like three days. Still...it’s probably not good. When’s the last time you’ve been kicked out of a meeting because something nice happened? I just don’t know if it’s bad for us or them…”

Wendy nods along sagely. She doesn’t offer her own.

“Tell me about the kind of clothes you want to buy.”

“Well...umm…”

>Better explain to her your vision (detail here)
>Panic
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

>>34668110
>>Better explain to her your vision (detail here)
casual clothes, jeans and cargo pants, and tops that go well with them, things we can wear around the house or outside of it when off duty, but also clothes that can be worn on duty

writing in 5-10

>>34668240
Yeah, I'm gonna sit this one out because I cannot into fashion. Still here, though.

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>>34668110

You explain to her your grand vision of jeans, cargo pants, and sensible but fashionable clothing.

Wendy sneers, “Cargo pants. Ugh. Are you a lesbian or something?”

You frown as you consider your burrito.

“Oh, shit, you’re not actually a lesbian are you?”

“Umm…don’t think so.”

“Okay. I definitely could not have dealt with that. Everything else sounds fine, I guess, although we’re given work outfits like most to all of the time.”

She shrugs, “You could get your own pair of boots, I guess, although none of the stores here will have actual combat combat boots. Or you could be like Skyler and just wear whatever you feel like wearing. As long as it gets the job done they don’t care.”

Wendy talks a lot more when she’s in a better mood.

“Are you ready to go?”

>Sure
>I wanted dessert…
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

>>34668496
>Sure

>>34668496
>Sure

writing since both are here.

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>>34668496

“Sure.”

Wendy waves for the check and says, “You weren’t as much of a tool as usual. I’ll cover it.”

“Thanks...I think…”

The waiter quickly scans her card and the two of you leave the way you came, and lean on your elbows against the railing of the floor, looking out over the ones above and below.

Wendy leads you across a whole swath of stores, from the really big department stores to the tiny little boutiques.

She was a lot more helpful than last time. Maybe even a little uncomfortably personal personal attention.

There were just as many or even more choices than at the Zoé store but unlike the Zoé store there were obviously, even for you, bad choices.

It’s a good thing all of them offered delivery service because you couldn’t carry it all in one trip in your car there were so many boxes of shoes, folded pants, shirts, jackets, gloves, boots but not the combat kind, scarves (some of them were really expensive! But...they’re really pretty too) and more.

Wendy insisted that you don’t buy, or even try on, any skirts but you begged her so she relented and you tried one on and looked in the mirror and then you understood why she said not to wear any skirts.

Your thighs and calves don’t look that bad from your perspective…

Wendy ended up getting a lot of stuff too.

You can feel Wendy examining the side of your head and skull and you turn around and stare at her until she talks.

Wendy doesn’t seem to take the bait as she says, “Hey Michelle.”

“What?”

“Pull back the hair over your ear for a second.”

You oblige her, but you’re not sure why.

You can feel her looking at it and she says, “Have you never had your ears pierced before?”

>They were when I was a kid, but…
>My sister did, but I never did…
>Neither of us did…
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

>If I took away your shopping agency...sorry. It’s late, low volume, etc. Feel free to submit your purchases or ideas or whatever.

>>34668919
>They were when I was a kid, but…
"Y'know. Military."

>>34668919
no probs about the shopping, as long as we've got enough clothes to no longer look homeless and can function as a human in modern society then alls good

seconding >>34668956

too much fucking laundry. should've done some over the long weekend last week.

writing when I finish hanging and folding and whatever.

>>34669035
one load to wash and dry left. but that's for the morning. time to write.

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>>34668919

Wendy nods empathetically. “Any of the stores or stalls can do it really easily. I’m not sure if it’d HELP that much but...diamonds can’t possibly make someone look worse.”

>Okay!
>I don’t know about this….
>No thanks…
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

>I’ll do the math for your shopping expenditures before the end of the thread and edit your remaining total.

>>34669169

>Other
"I think what i need, since skirts are out, is a really sexy jumpsuit. We've living in the space age now, right? And some pajamas. House is Sooooo cozy, but i'm not"

>>34669169
ducked away for dinner there

>No thanks…
and seconding >>34669201

writing. end of thread coming soon.

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>>34669169

>I’ll do the math for your shopping expenditures before the end of the thread and edit your remaining total.

“No thanks…”

Wendy makes a face.

"I think what i need, since skirts are out, is a really sexy jumpsuit. We've living in the space age now, right? And some pajamas. House is sooooo cozy, but I'm not"

“First off, there is nothing sexy about you, and even if there was, I would never help you buy a jumpsuit. That’s on you. Also, what do you mean “pajamas”? Aren’t you the type who wears an old shirt and boy shorts?”

>Oh, yeah…
>Matching top and bottoms
>Some other form of sleepwear or related here
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

>>34669466

Whoops, accidentally repeated a line. Muh b.

>>34669466
>Oh, yeah…
but being previously homeless, we kind of need to buy said shirts and boy shorts

writing in 5, wanna go to bed 'cuz it's 3 AM.

>>34669466


“Oh...yeah.

Well...I don’t have any old shirts. I guess I have the shorts now, though…”

“I’m sure you’ll manage.”

That felt a little mechanical…

The two of you watch people far down below live their lives together from the fourth floor. They’re all so small from up here.

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>>34669755
Forgot an image. D'oh.

Double forgot. Next thread next week, Th/F or somewhere in there.

I'm crashing, peace out y'all.

>>34669784
Thanks for the thread OP, cya next time

>>34669784
Thanks for running, pity I missed the whole thread.