Annie Hargreeves (
defenderofdesmoines) wrote2021-05-16 08:47 am
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That Same Niceish Hotel in New York | Sunday Morning
So, it turned out that you couldn't just deliver a big, dramatic, speech and end it with a mic drop about your own sexual assault without -- weirdly! -- most of your friends wanting to check that you were okay.
Sounds fake, right?
In any case, Annie had received a text from Rey today that she hadn't headed back to Fandom just yet, and thus, she'd made a few arrangements.
First and foremost, she had called down to the front desk with some basic sizing information, and within an hour, a discreet employee had appeared at the door with clothes for both herself and Diego (and then had left with an absolutely massive tip, since Annie had added to it when he'd given her a second look, just to be safe.)
With that taken care of, Diego had headed out on a run just to get out of the room for a little while (since he wasn't the one with the famous face running around dropping truth bombs on television), and Annie ordered basically half of the room service menu for brunch while waiting for Rey.
Clearly the cure for her hangover, amongst her other less physical ailments, was pancakes.
[for she who is mentioned, but also open for phone calls or boyfriend or whatever, too! eta: warning for discussion of sexual assault in the Rey thread!]
Sounds fake, right?
In any case, Annie had received a text from Rey today that she hadn't headed back to Fandom just yet, and thus, she'd made a few arrangements.
First and foremost, she had called down to the front desk with some basic sizing information, and within an hour, a discreet employee had appeared at the door with clothes for both herself and Diego (and then had left with an absolutely massive tip, since Annie had added to it when he'd given her a second look, just to be safe.)
With that taken care of, Diego had headed out on a run just to get out of the room for a little while (since he wasn't the one with the famous face running around dropping truth bombs on television), and Annie ordered basically half of the room service menu for brunch while waiting for Rey.
Clearly the cure for her hangover, amongst her other less physical ailments, was pancakes.
[for she who is mentioned, but also open for phone calls or boyfriend or whatever, too! eta: warning for discussion of sexual assault in the Rey thread!]
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Other people would, of course, but those were the people not worth talking to.
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So hey, guess what: the guy who you already knew was a scumbag? Was even scummier.
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She blew out a little breath. "But then Queen Maeve -- like, my idol since I was, like, thirteen -- walked in on us, and he left, so...she kinda saved me."
So Annie hadn't had to make a decision at all, which had actually sort of made the following weeks after even messier for her, in terms of feelings and certainty about what she would have done if Maeve hadn't shown up then.
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"Did she see what was happening?"
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And then had gone on to tell her to pretend she didn't have a boyfriend, which was like, a whole other confusion that Annie hadn't quite sorted out.
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It'd be easy to think that Rey always saw the best in people, but she actually recognized that sometimes people were just going to do horrible things. But when someone could step in and help and didn't, she... well, she didn't think it was worse, but it felt more personally offensive.
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Because the only other woman on the team had treated it like it was something she, Annie, probably should have expected.
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"I can see why adjusting was so hard," she said.
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Didn't make it right, but at least The Deep wasn't going to laser anyone in half if he didn't get his way.
"It's been like, impossible," Annie sighed, rubbing her temple. "Have you seen, like...any of the advertisements with me around, too? Because they changed my uniform right after this, too."
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Though now that she was thinking about it, it did seem sort of related in that it was yet another facet of her life having to deal with creepy dudes.
Almost like a narrative arc, or something."On the bright side, though, I saved a girl?" Only one so far! One save. Exactly one.
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And again, this was why she wasn't a hundred percent sure she wasn't going to be walking into the tower to get fired tomorrow.
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Because like, that had been kind of the bombshell, yes, but she also said a lot of other stuff!
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Annie at least had the grace to look pretty embarrassed, but that also probably explained where a portion of her impromptu speech had come from.
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"Probably for the best they don't have access to the radio broadcasts," she said lightly.
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"I don't think anyone believed me," Annie said when she had herself under control, shaking her head. "Like, Diego was there and there was this snort from the back when I said it. But like, it's also just sort of messed up to tell kids that, and I felt so bad about it."
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