Sometimes things just fall apart

[originaloddcouple]

[A | April 14 | Network text | Private to as many numbers Isaac can remember so not to bug Miria, Rakka, and Jacuzzi.]

Does anyone have a spare room? A friend of mine needs a place to stay.

[B | April 18 | Network Handwritten | Open to all

[When Miria finally decides to sent a message to the network, it's been about a week since the fall-out. Her handwriting is small, as though she's barely trying to keep it together.]

Hey everybody. I saw the aliens on the news. It looks like there's some good news finally going around, huh?








Isaac and I had an argument. It just He It's my fault anyway. We're just taking a break for a while. If anyone sees him, make sure he's eating and has a place to stay.

And tell him I love and miss him

[The message stops there.]

[C | April 18 | Network Text | Open to all]

[Within five minutes of the post, this shows up:]

It's my fault. Not Miria's. No one blame her. Make sure that she's happy, okay? Do whatever it takes to get her to smile again.

[And that's the end of that one.]

[D | All throughout the week | Action | Closed to Rakka and Jacuzzi]

[She keeps up an air of contentment whenever she's around the others, as little as that is. She tries to act as happy as she can whenever she makes breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, desert, or whatever she thinks will keep them in good spirits.

But she keeps heading toward the bathroom and staying for long periods of time. She tries to stay quiet even as sobs echo through the door. Sometimes she doesn't even make it to the bathroom, simply sitting on the couch and letting the tears fall where they may.

A cloud of despair has covered the Dian residence and more than anything Miria just wants it to clear up.]

Comments

[charcoalfeather]

[Rakka just continues talking. It's all she can do to keep from completely falling apart.]

B-but, you guys have to talk to each other. You have to be together for this.

[originaloddcouple]

[She shakes her head a little.]

I-I don't know...

Maybe I should call my mom...

[charcoalfeather]

No!

[That might have been a bit louder than Rakka would have wanted it to be, but she didn't care. She held Miria at an arms length, not letting her go.]

I-I mean, that's not a good idea. She's a b-bad influence on you!

[originaloddcouple]

[She jolts backward at the shout and there's a flash of fear in her eyes. But it fades quickly as Rakka holds her in that position.

At some point it turns to what appears to be something slightly offended.]

But she's my mother...

[charcoalfeather]

[Rakka instantly shrinks a little from the look Miria was giving her. Still, she stayed adamant.]

She's mean to you. Mothers... mothers aren't supposed to be like that.

[Rakka's face slowly drops, a frown appearing.]

At least, that's what I've heard.

[originaloddcouple]

[She softens a little and starts shifting into guilty.]

I...

I just have to make her proud...

[charcoalfeather]

[Quietly, Rakka hugged Miria again, her words hitting kind of close to home.]

I don't want you to get hurt...

[originaloddcouple]

[That's nice. Hugs are nice. She's just gonna let herself enjoy the hug.]

I... I don't want you hurt either...

[Even Miria has to admit that Rakka, aka the angel + Mrs. Harvent probably isn't a good call.]

[charcoalfeather]

[Yeah, that wouldn't end well for sure. Especially if gangster Jacuzzi is thrown into the mix.]

You'll g-get through this, okay? I'll help in any way I can.

[originaloddcouple]

[She sniffs a little.]

Th-thanks...

But you don't need to stress yourself... You're still recovering after all...

[charcoalfeather]

I'm recovering...

[The mention of that makes her wings flutter a little, scattering some grey feathers on the ground around them.]

Thanks... But I still want to help, no matter what.

[originaloddcouple]

[She almost objects before faltering a little.]

B.... Alright... As long as you take it easy...

[charcoalfeather]

[A small smile graces Rakka's face at that and she nods slowly. As long as at least one of them could be the strong one, things would be okay right?]

I will. I promise.