second strike | video | open, backdated to the evening of the 24th

[twelfthspark]

[Instead of Arlene's face, the video is a lovely view of a crappy popcorn ceiling; the phone must be sitting on something (her bed, actually.) From the sound of it, she's not far away, and she sounds panicky.]

This is a disaster. Is this another echo? Don't answer that, I already know. I got that gross feeling again right before this happened.

[She picks up the phone, revealing that a long section of her hair on either side is standing up in a way that would normally require glue or wires, giving the impression of antennae, or perhaps thin curved-back horns.]

They won't go away! I've tried basically everything short of cutting them off--I can't just cut chunks of my hair off, I have rehearsal tomorrow!--and it keeps popping back up like this. I can't go to class looking like a freaking bug! How do I fix it?!

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[twelfthspark]

Sure. That works great until I have to get on stage.

[not_good_not_wicked]

You could hold them down with hairpins or something, right? Or with glue or some kinda wire!

[twelfthspark]

Sure, I'll just start wiring my hair down. No one will notice that.

[not_good_not_wicked]

Will they notice it more than they'd notice the hair antenna? Because that seems like it'd be pretty noticeable.

[twelfthspark]

Yes.

[Forgive her (or don't), she's pretty grumpy about this.]

Hairpins might be more reasonable.

[not_good_not_wicked]

[She doesn't hold grudges, don't worry.]

There you go, then. Problem hopefully solved.

sorry about the delay, let's at least give this one closure <3

[twelfthspark]

We'll see.