Jessie and Ashley (Backdated)
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xp_logsPost-TILT, Jessie and Ashley process their feelings with chocolate. Backdated to April 5.
Getting back to the mansion was a bit of a blur. Jessie had kind of latched on to Ashley, assuming she would lead them to their suite eventually, which she had! And now Jessie was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling.
I don't think I can ever play Fallout 3 again.
That was sad. She liked that game.
"Ashleyyyyy!" She bounded out of bed with a weird sense of manic energy. "Do we have chocolate?"
"YES!" Ashley came out of her room, hair wrapped in a towel. "Cold or hot?" She tucked a freshly dyed lock of hair back into the towel, and fixed it with a clip. "I got ice cream yesterday and we have hot chocolate stuff." She looked off into the air absently. "Probably. I know where to get some if we don't."
"Both. All." Jessie was rifling through the cabinets, throwing anything that looked like chocolate onto the counter. "Ooooooooooh, Hershey's, what genius thought to buy those?" She moved onto the fridge and started checking the ice cream.
"Fifty percent off after Easter candy!" Ashley said. "I got a little of everything but I ate all the almond joys on the way back. Oh, do you want the dumbest candy joke ever?" At Jessie's nod, she continued. "Did you know that your chocolate is female? It tells you right on the label, the pronouns are her/she." She laughed at her own joke, and then started going through another pantry cabinet. 'I have a hidden Thin Mint box, and after all that VR nonsense we deserve them."
"That is the worst joke, and now I identify as chocolate." Jessie was climbing up the counter now, just to make sure she didn't miss anything. "What happened in your VR nonsense, anyway? Besides a shirt getting destroyed, which is already a travesty. Don't video game characters know how expensive clothing is?"
Ashley tossed the box of Thin Mints to the counter, and continued to dig, tossing a bag of Reese's eggs and then two sleeves of chocolate-covered potato chips down to the counter. "Jono and I got pirahna planted, and he was gonna blow himself up to let me get out. He has a serious suicidal ideation thing going on and I might have freaked out about it."
Jessie paused mid-cabinet raid as Ashley spoke. "Is it really suicidal ideation? I mean, maybe he just wanted to save you."
"He's a twofer on it, he volunteered to blow up, um, before you were here, the thing in the city, with the riot? We were sheltering in place, and he offered to blow up to save us then too. Didn't need to, but." Ashley explained, still perched on the kitchen stool, still with one arm inside the pantry door. "There's saving people and then there's going I will unalive myself so other people don't have to get hurt. His powers were really broken too, so he was in a lot of pain and throwing up fireballs but he just seems so ... " She climbed down and set a bag of mixed chocolate truffles on the counter. "So determined to not live, like he's Roger from Rent or something." A pause. "Please tell me you know Rent."
"Of course I know Rent. What kind of self-respecting queer do you think I am?" Jessie sat on the counter, popped the top off a carton of ice cream, and dug a spoon in. "But yeah, that does sound pretty messed up. Like, I kind of get it but also it really sounds like he's looking for swords to throw himself on."
"Three people from the pride club at my high school had to be educated on it!" Ashley protested. "Three! It was the worst thing ever. Two of them didn't know Boy from Oz or Hedwig either!" She slumped dramatically against the stepstool. "It was tragic. I spent so much time explaining Hedwig I didn't even get into the queer themes in Wicked. At least they'd seen that."
"Three people from your what now?" Jessie asked, slamming her spoon down. "That's just a scandal. Turn in your queer ID until you've learned your musicals."
"Wisconsin is not." Ashley explained. "A center of theatre arts. It is a center of beer, and cheese, and cheese hats, and beer hats. Also two of them were mormon, so I mean..." She made a hand waggle. "But it was so exhausting having to explain why it was important. God, one of them believed that Stonewall movie was legit too."
"You know what, fair." Jessie said, popping another bite of ice cream in her mouth. "I'll re-examine my thinking. After cheese. Because now I want cheese. Let's get cheese."
Getting back to the mansion was a bit of a blur. Jessie had kind of latched on to Ashley, assuming she would lead them to their suite eventually, which she had! And now Jessie was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling.
I don't think I can ever play Fallout 3 again.
That was sad. She liked that game.
"Ashleyyyyy!" She bounded out of bed with a weird sense of manic energy. "Do we have chocolate?"
"YES!" Ashley came out of her room, hair wrapped in a towel. "Cold or hot?" She tucked a freshly dyed lock of hair back into the towel, and fixed it with a clip. "I got ice cream yesterday and we have hot chocolate stuff." She looked off into the air absently. "Probably. I know where to get some if we don't."
"Both. All." Jessie was rifling through the cabinets, throwing anything that looked like chocolate onto the counter. "Ooooooooooh, Hershey's, what genius thought to buy those?" She moved onto the fridge and started checking the ice cream.
"Fifty percent off after Easter candy!" Ashley said. "I got a little of everything but I ate all the almond joys on the way back. Oh, do you want the dumbest candy joke ever?" At Jessie's nod, she continued. "Did you know that your chocolate is female? It tells you right on the label, the pronouns are her/she." She laughed at her own joke, and then started going through another pantry cabinet. 'I have a hidden Thin Mint box, and after all that VR nonsense we deserve them."
"That is the worst joke, and now I identify as chocolate." Jessie was climbing up the counter now, just to make sure she didn't miss anything. "What happened in your VR nonsense, anyway? Besides a shirt getting destroyed, which is already a travesty. Don't video game characters know how expensive clothing is?"
Ashley tossed the box of Thin Mints to the counter, and continued to dig, tossing a bag of Reese's eggs and then two sleeves of chocolate-covered potato chips down to the counter. "Jono and I got pirahna planted, and he was gonna blow himself up to let me get out. He has a serious suicidal ideation thing going on and I might have freaked out about it."
Jessie paused mid-cabinet raid as Ashley spoke. "Is it really suicidal ideation? I mean, maybe he just wanted to save you."
"He's a twofer on it, he volunteered to blow up, um, before you were here, the thing in the city, with the riot? We were sheltering in place, and he offered to blow up to save us then too. Didn't need to, but." Ashley explained, still perched on the kitchen stool, still with one arm inside the pantry door. "There's saving people and then there's going I will unalive myself so other people don't have to get hurt. His powers were really broken too, so he was in a lot of pain and throwing up fireballs but he just seems so ... " She climbed down and set a bag of mixed chocolate truffles on the counter. "So determined to not live, like he's Roger from Rent or something." A pause. "Please tell me you know Rent."
"Of course I know Rent. What kind of self-respecting queer do you think I am?" Jessie sat on the counter, popped the top off a carton of ice cream, and dug a spoon in. "But yeah, that does sound pretty messed up. Like, I kind of get it but also it really sounds like he's looking for swords to throw himself on."
"Three people from the pride club at my high school had to be educated on it!" Ashley protested. "Three! It was the worst thing ever. Two of them didn't know Boy from Oz or Hedwig either!" She slumped dramatically against the stepstool. "It was tragic. I spent so much time explaining Hedwig I didn't even get into the queer themes in Wicked. At least they'd seen that."
"Three people from your what now?" Jessie asked, slamming her spoon down. "That's just a scandal. Turn in your queer ID until you've learned your musicals."
"Wisconsin is not." Ashley explained. "A center of theatre arts. It is a center of beer, and cheese, and cheese hats, and beer hats. Also two of them were mormon, so I mean..." She made a hand waggle. "But it was so exhausting having to explain why it was important. God, one of them believed that Stonewall movie was legit too."
"You know what, fair." Jessie said, popping another bite of ice cream in her mouth. "I'll re-examine my thinking. After cheese. Because now I want cheese. Let's get cheese."
