That Same Niceish Hotel in New York | Sunday Morning

[defenderofdesmoines]

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!]

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[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie was a little overwhelmed by fallout, but staying holed up in her hotel room was helping a lot. She'd have to actually, you know, deal with it all tomorrow, but for right now, it wasn't too bad.

thank you. ♥️♥️♥️ you're right and I should've said something sooner. but at least this way I figure he can't do it to anyone else, right?

Because if nothing else, Annie had probably just tanked The Deep's chances with any woman, even if he went about it respectfully, for the foreseeable future.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Ohhh, there were so many things Summer wanted to say to that, but that was the thing, they were things she actually wanted to say to Annie, to her face, probably with a hug (and booze), and not just text. But she figured a response was good, and that was a better response that it could have been, as well.

So she grinned a bit faintly as she typed back.

And good luck just brushing it aside or just sweeping it under the rug now, dickwads!!! Seriously, Annie. 10/10. go big or go home. Kinda inspired, ngl.

[defenderofdesmoines]

I mean, I might be fired?

Though Annie was really starting to kind of come around to Diego's way of thinking, that Vought would look really bad if they fired her right now.

But they can't pretend it didn't happen, and he'll have to release a statement, minimally. Probs not invited back for Believe Expo next year, tho.

Sad.

[somethingwithturquoise]

T R A G I C

Yeah, yeah, yeah, she knew it was a big thing since Annie was little and she actually did believe in some of that stuff, and Summer found fun I'm it where she could, but she really hoped that after that one, Annie could really see how gross it had all been.

And this coming from someone whose blind devotion to giant space heads trying to destroy their planet almost caused her to sacrifice her parents via dozens of balloons, soooooo....

I mean about believe expo, not the job, although I'll be honest. No great loss there either if you ask me

Also?

Summer paused for effect, before Annie received a set of pictures, which included a few action figured of the Deep that had obviously been used for plasma gun target practice (and one Homelander, too, because fuck that guy as well), one more the Deep action ficture subjugated to what she was now going to be calling the Uniform Treatment on the stove, and one more of the Deep taking a nice swim in Pancakes' litter box.

Don't worry. I totally stole these before leaving your world. Vought didn't get a single dime.

Look. It was the little things that helped make the big things easier to manage, right?

[defenderofdesmoines]

I might make one of those my wallpaper.

Seriously, there was maybe a little heart-eyes going on here, particularly at the be-plasma'd action figure.

no idea what they're going to do about him. like, they might just send him to "rehab" or something.

Although Annie was pretty strongly considering including his removal of the team as a request in her negotiation when she had to talk to Ms. Stillwell tomorrow.

[somethingwithturquoise]

whatever it'll be, I just hope it has all those PR jerks sweating bullets and having about a million aneurysms each

And at least "rehab" would mean not having to work with him anymore, too, right?