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apocalypsehowcomm2021-10-03 06:13 pm
henchgal) wrote in apocalypsehowcomm2021-10-03 06:13 pm
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[Log] Tired of Sleeping (open, one closed prompt)
Who: Meredith and Y'all
When: Early half of October
Where: Apartment B1, ADI Offices, a cafe in town
Summary: Meredith dealing with sleepy-song related brain-fog, getting frustrated with herself
Warnings: Minor memory loss/brain fog, may lead into discussion of self-esteem, perfectionism and disability issues.
1. The Bird on the String is Hanging (Closed, B1)
Meredith left three, almost four hours ago to go do the groceries. Any attempts to text her while she's out may lead to the discovery that she left her phone near the french press, which she failed to clean out this morning. It's not like her, really it's not.
And now she's finally back, but what she lays out on the kitchen counter are hardly really groceries. To wit: a tub of caramel popcorn, a bag of Halloween candy, one whole frozen turkey and a single box of cereal. Even she seems confused by what's sitting there before her, staring at the turkey as if it'll explain itself.
2. Clean, Quilted Heart (Open, ADI Offices)
It's slowly getting worse, the slip-ups, the moments when her mind stutters and exhaustion makes the decisions for her. Perhaps the worst incident comes on a workday, when Meredith shows up to the ADI office not only without makeup, but still in her pajamas. She looks...sloppy. It's not like her, given her usual attention to appearances, her need to be just so.
But she's torn between going home to change and just riding out the day. "Perhaps I need to just keep an emergency change of clothes here at the office."
It's a lighthearted comment, but she feels almost as bad as if she'd walked out without any pants on.
3. I Wonder When I'll Be Waking (Open, Cafe in Town)
Coffee solves a lot of ills, right? Meredith's at a cafe out in town, trying to deal with her exhaustion in the way that tastes best. But she's been staring blearily at the menu, holding up the line for several minutes. Perhaps she might need a rescue or someone to just say 'a coffee, please' on her behalf, because between the frappe-machi-mocha-cinos, she's totally lost the plot.
X. I Just Can't Hear What He's Saying (Wildcard)
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When: Early half of October
Where: Apartment B1, ADI Offices, a cafe in town
Summary: Meredith dealing with sleepy-song related brain-fog, getting frustrated with herself
Warnings: Minor memory loss/brain fog, may lead into discussion of self-esteem, perfectionism and disability issues.
1. The Bird on the String is Hanging (Closed, B1)
Meredith left three, almost four hours ago to go do the groceries. Any attempts to text her while she's out may lead to the discovery that she left her phone near the french press, which she failed to clean out this morning. It's not like her, really it's not.
And now she's finally back, but what she lays out on the kitchen counter are hardly really groceries. To wit: a tub of caramel popcorn, a bag of Halloween candy, one whole frozen turkey and a single box of cereal. Even she seems confused by what's sitting there before her, staring at the turkey as if it'll explain itself.
2. Clean, Quilted Heart (Open, ADI Offices)
It's slowly getting worse, the slip-ups, the moments when her mind stutters and exhaustion makes the decisions for her. Perhaps the worst incident comes on a workday, when Meredith shows up to the ADI office not only without makeup, but still in her pajamas. She looks...sloppy. It's not like her, given her usual attention to appearances, her need to be just so.
But she's torn between going home to change and just riding out the day. "Perhaps I need to just keep an emergency change of clothes here at the office."
It's a lighthearted comment, but she feels almost as bad as if she'd walked out without any pants on.
3. I Wonder When I'll Be Waking (Open, Cafe in Town)
Coffee solves a lot of ills, right? Meredith's at a cafe out in town, trying to deal with her exhaustion in the way that tastes best. But she's been staring blearily at the menu, holding up the line for several minutes. Perhaps she might need a rescue or someone to just say 'a coffee, please' on her behalf, because between the frappe-machi-mocha-cinos, she's totally lost the plot.
X. I Just Can't Hear What He's Saying (Wildcard)
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Re: 2.
Nor has anyone else, really. She's not special.
Re: 2.
Still, he offers, "I can always get more coffee."
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Look, that's a her problem, not a him problem, really.
"But if you do go get more coffee, perhaps come back and sit here once you do? Let me know how things have been with you, lately."
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So he gives an awkward nod and vanishes for about five minutes, before drifting back to her desk with another cup of coffee and a plate of several donuts to share.
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"Thank you. Have you run into particular problems with the music and the sleepiness?" She's beginning to learn how to talk to him. Specific questions, not broadly open-ended ones. Practical questions, not matters of preference or frivolous matters.
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He blinks vaguely at her for the question, hesitating on an answer. "I am used to functioning despite weariness," he finally settles on-- which is half an admission and half an assurance. "I have been very rigorously trained in keeping focus."