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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Tough negotiator, that Annie.
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So much matzo ball soup heading your way, Annie. Just so much.
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how are you doing, btw? Diego brought me coco puffs from his trip to Hawaii.
Annie felt bad to check in on this via text, so she kept it fairly casual, there -- just coco puffs and a trip to Hawaii for no reason, see? Given how busy they'd been (and how frankly fine-seeming Steve had been while discussing Supes being given military clearances yesterday), she hadn't really wanted to broach it, but you know. She wasn't the only person who'd had A Week, here.
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RepressionCompartmentalization was Steve's real super power.Did they travel okay?
That was not answer the actual question, Steven.
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And Annie followed that up with a quick little:
there are so, so many bad movies from my universe that you haven't seen, if you need distractions.
Steve seemed like he might be a fan of Popclaw's work. Or maybe old Mesmerizer episodes, which were of the same vintage as that Hawaiian show.
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A brief pause, then a follow-up text:
Nothing with torture scenes. Danny's a little sensitive right now.
Yup. Only Danny.
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Got it. How do you feel about hot chicks with claws coming out of their hands kicking dudes in the face?
Followed quickly by:
And Billy Zane?
Because Billy Zane's very presence said a whole lot about the production value involved here.
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Because, you know. Late-career Billy Zane and all.
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