ᴄᴀʀʟʏ ᴄᴀssɪᴅʏ (caterwauling) wrote in commandhq, @ 2018-05-06 18:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | carly cassidy, ethan bishop, p: lindsey, p: mj |
WHO Carly Cassidy | Ethan Bishop
WHAT Guess who has her voice back
WHEN May 5, Saturday evening, after dinner
WHERE Leisure Room
RATING tbd
The heads up had arrived, signaling to Carly that she could once again use her voice freely – at least, for two hours. It wasn’t much (in fact it was supremely shitty), but it was better than the alternative.
Still, with the switch flipped and, on the clock (from Ariel to Cinderella; what the fuck was that about?), Carly hadn’t opened her mouth to say a word. She wasn’t worried about messing up – Carly was very skilled with her powers, thank you very much – it just still didn’t seem all that real. Life had a propensity for being disappointing, and Carly had already imagined the entire, angry conversation she’d have with Hazel in her head if things hadn’tworked out.
Carly got to the leisure room shortly after leaving her cell (or rather, her bedroom) to meet up with Ethan. He’d mentioned cheering her up with a musical, clearly catering to his audience, and hanging out with her friend and some musical theatre would have been a fun way to spend the evening even without the added benefit of suddenly being able to sing along.
She saw Ethan with his back turned towards her, standing tall with his dark hair mussed and arms crossed in front of his chest like he was a sentry guarding the television. Carly approached quietly, stood onto the tips of her Chucks, and placed her hands over his eyes.
Finally, she went for it: “Guess who complained so hard she convinced them to turn off her inhibitor for a hot sec!”