Neptune: I guesssssssssss I'll come. Venus plug my phone in.
Jupiter: Oh. Cool.
Neptune: I mean if you're that insistent, I don't want to look like a jerk by saying no.
Jupiter: Haha. Rad. Are you good, Venus?
Venus: Yeah, I'll unpack.
Jupiter: Holler if you need anything.
This place looks like it was a greenhouse once. But at some point it was filled with furniture, like someone tried to live here and gave up, or died because it was a fucking greenhouse. There is a bed that was probably very nice, but npw it is growing poppies, and blue mushrooms are growing out of a lampshade by the nightstand, so we suppose the shack is now a greenhouse again. Neptune searches a beautiful enormous dresser nurturing an ivy with white bell-shaped flowers, while Jupiter brushes leaves away to open the doors of a tasteful kitchen cabinet.
Jupiter: There is a new kind of lily in each shelf.
Neptune: This place is honestly the weirdest.
Jupiter: Really. Here, come look.
Neptune: Oh wow. I'm revising my opinion. Maybe the captain is a true genius.
Jupiter: Do you think he did this?
Neptune: I hope not, then I'd have to like him.
Jupiter: Ha. Oh here, you should see this one-
The wood is warped or rotting which we knew before she put her weight on it, but didn't know well enough, because the door and then half the cabinet and then the whole cabinet slough away. We pull each other out of the way. The collapse of the cabinet sounds like the wet wood yawning and screaming for a full minute.
Neptune: Are you okay?
Jupiter: Oh... yeah. I'm fine.
Neptune: Okay.
Jupiter: I'm fine, I was just... For a moment it was the funniest thing in the entire world. I mean of course, right? I just walk in here and without even trying instantly cause the biggest possible disaster to happen. It was so pretty too... ANd now it's just impossible to put back together ever. Maybe I'm a genius at getting things wrong too. Ahaha.
Neptune: It is absolutely gone forever, Jupiter.
Jupiter: I know, but I should have-
Neptune: Jupiter I promise on a stack of bibles it's not your fault and I will slap your face if you say it was. I will punch you in the face for every word you say. I am so for real.
Jupiter: ...Ha. Thank you. I wasn't really going to. I promise.
Neptune takes her hands off Jupiter's shoulders. We look around. Jupiter snaps her hairband against her wrist. But for a moment after it feels like we are holding each other. We can feel the hands, like they're right there in the air.
Neptune: Good. I mean like, aren't you doing fine? Aren't you trying harder than literally everyone else here? You're so chill about everyone's bullshit it makes me so mad and then you won't extend even the slightest of that chill to yourself and that makes me EVEN SO MADDER. Can't you just be a little less... good?
Jupiter: I promise... I promise to try, at least. Well... sort of.
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Jupiter: Oh. Cool.
Neptune: I mean if you're that insistent, I don't want to look like a jerk by saying no.
Jupiter: Haha. Rad. Are you good, Venus?
Venus: Yeah, I'll unpack.
Jupiter: Holler if you need anything.
This place looks like it was a greenhouse once. But at some point it was filled with furniture, like someone tried to live here and gave up, or died because it was a fucking greenhouse. There is a bed that was probably very nice, but npw it is growing poppies, and blue mushrooms are growing out of a lampshade by the nightstand, so we suppose the shack is now a greenhouse again. Neptune searches a beautiful enormous dresser nurturing an ivy with white bell-shaped flowers, while Jupiter brushes leaves away to open the doors of a tasteful kitchen cabinet.
Jupiter: There is a new kind of lily in each shelf.
Neptune: This place is honestly the weirdest.
Jupiter: Really. Here, come look.
Neptune: Oh wow. I'm revising my opinion. Maybe the captain is a true genius.
Jupiter: Do you think he did this?
Neptune: I hope not, then I'd have to like him.
Jupiter: Ha. Oh here, you should see this one-
The wood is warped or rotting which we knew before she put her weight on it, but didn't know well enough, because the door and then half the cabinet and then the whole cabinet slough away. We pull each other out of the way. The collapse of the cabinet sounds like the wet wood yawning and screaming for a full minute.
Neptune: Are you okay?
Jupiter: Oh... yeah. I'm fine.
Neptune: Okay.
Jupiter: I'm fine, I was just... For a moment it was the funniest thing in the entire world. I mean of course, right? I just walk in here and without even trying instantly cause the biggest possible disaster to happen. It was so pretty too... ANd now it's just impossible to put back together ever. Maybe I'm a genius at getting things wrong too. Ahaha.
Neptune: It is absolutely gone forever, Jupiter.
Jupiter: I know, but I should have-
Neptune: Jupiter I promise on a stack of bibles it's not your fault and I will slap your face if you say it was. I will punch you in the face for every word you say. I am so for real.
Jupiter: ...Ha. Thank you. I wasn't really going to. I promise.
Neptune takes her hands off Jupiter's shoulders. We look around. Jupiter snaps her hairband against her wrist. But for a moment after it feels like we are holding each other. We can feel the hands, like they're right there in the air.
Neptune: Good. I mean like, aren't you doing fine? Aren't you trying harder than literally everyone else here? You're so chill about everyone's bullshit it makes me so mad and then you won't extend even the slightest of that chill to yourself and that makes me EVEN SO MADDER. Can't you just be a little less... good?
Jupiter: I promise... I promise to try, at least. Well... sort of.
Neptune: GODDDDDDDDDDD.