@ScarletAndHerSides
(Uh Matt is in the hallway?)
(Uh Matt is in the hallway?)
//right. Where is everyone else?
(Uh Carla is in the hallway too, and uh. Thats literally all I remember.)
//kewl. See u tm i gtg rn
(Kk, bye bye.)
"And then the hallucinations. The nightmares. Sammy helped me with those. My therapist." She said, thinking back to the time when she threw her medication for the dreams at the man's head.
"Oh." Tod frowns. "Sorry." He wonders if there was any trauma involved in her younger life…not wanting to be rude, he changes the subject. "Do you want to try to look through these small offices?" He gestures to the short hallway, lined with doors that look like they'd lead to small, cubicle-like offices.
"I think it would be a good idea." Holly said.
"Okay." Tod looks around to make sure no one is watching, then presses his ear close to the first office door; nothing. He slowly turns the handle and opens the door. He flicks the light on. It is a small, slightly untidy office. A bag of probably stale chips sits on its side on the desk next to a cold cup of coffee. Papers are also strewn across the surface of the desk, spilling from fat, manila folders, some marked 'CONFIDENTIAL.'
"Cheesy," Tod whispers, before picking one up and opening it.
"Ohhh, let me see that."
Tod raises his eyebrows, but he hands her the folder. Sure, he feels guilt about digging through stuff that they shouldn't be looking at, that they could go to prison for perusing through, but hey, he never claimed to be a saint. What movie is that from again? He thinks distractedly as he opens another folder.
"Plans, Earth evacuation."
"Oh," Angela said quietly, her eyes struggling to meet Camie's. "I think you've done a good job."
Her eyebrows furrowed and she nodded. "You're still breathing, your heart is beating." Angela straightened her back.
"The reason I think you're feeling like this;" She cleared her throat.
"I think you're still living in your past. You have all this weight on your shoulders; your family, your memories, your demons. I think that you need to just, somehow, let that all go.
It probably sounds confusing, but I think you need to, distance yourself from the things that bother you. Take control of your pride."
"But I can't," Camie whispered. An image of Gabriella flashed through her mind and she cringed away from the happiness. (Gabriella: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/355995545529578504/)
Tod chuckles, but when he registers Holly's serious tone, his brow furrows. "What?" He goes to stand by her, looking at the impossible documents in her hands. "You can't be serious."
"Look, you thick headed dolt!"
Tod ignores Holly's name-calling and looks closer at the top paper. It all looks legit. If this is a prank….he shakes his head. The paper is similar to a supply report. Only instead of multiple countries being the places to and from, there are Earth and Space in the blanks. "This is a fuel supply plan." He says suddenly, remembering the term.
"Yes, yes, yes. Now you see it?"
"But…" Tod shakes his head. "This is…" He rubs at the back of his neck. "This is…how? Why?"
"It's okay if you can't right now, you will get stronger eventually." Angela nodded, determined to make her feel better. "Nothing lasts forever."
(is Nessie still around??)
( I'm back now! )
(Yay. Just waiting for your character to respond.)
( Oh, could you re-send what you typed? )
"I overheard something I wasn't suppose to hear. I heard a man and a women, They were talking about……getting off Earth and going to a new planet. At first I thought it was a joke but then.." She spoke in a soft whisper. She hesitated, not knowing if she would believe, but continued. "Then someone grabbed me and hauled me into a room. I…..I was questioned there by a man and was told not to talked about what I heard." SHe rushed out nervously.
"Huh, getting off of Earth. . ." Cameron furrowed her brow slightly in thought. "My dad used to work for NASA. One day, he resigned and came home. He's never been the same since. . . do you think it had to do with this mission?"
"I really don't know." She replied, helplessly.
"Do you think we can go back to the room? They'd never expect it." Cameron asked, biting her bottom lip as she thought.
"Do you think we can go back to the room? They'd never expect it." Cameron asked, biting her bottom lip as she thought.
"Thats exactly what I was thinking." She smiled a little. "So are you up for it?"
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