THAT'S A FUCKING PIANO THAT IS A. BEAUTIFUL PIANO THAT DEFINITELY MAKES HER THINK OF THE ONE SHE HAD AT HOME AND SHE'S JUST. She just. She stares at it for a while after the guys leave, marveling at it, tentatively trying a key here, wondering if they'll need to have it tuned, wondering what she'll do with the keyboard she's been using now that they have a real, permanent piano in the house-
And then she reads the note.
And she tears up a lot.
And she has to put it down, and put away the cake-and-ice-cream cake she was trying to make for the both of them, and then she can have a cry because. It honestly never felt all that important, making a normal life here? Especially when everyone left and there was no one to help make it with - no Dave, who wanted it so badly, no Roxy or Dirk or Jake to share it with, no Karkat or literally any other troll to get to know, no Penny or Rakka or anyone she'd grown close to. It. It felt like a waste to keep everything going. Like she was hoping in vain for someone to come home. Like the boxes of bits and bobs people left behind would gather dust forever, and someday her things would join them.
But...for John, with all he's been feeling (and she knows she doesn't understand or is privy to all of it), to think she's doing the right thing, to go out and invest in something so permanent as a real, solid piano...for her! All her own! For this place! For herself and for her Pokemon! This is too much. It's at once affirming and heartbreaking, and she wishes John hadn't run off like he did. At the very least, they could've shared some cake? At least? Let her do something kind and loving for him? Like he deserves?
So yeah she's going to cry for an hour and then set aside a good chunk of money to insist on a Treat Yoself outing whenever John comes home, so he can Treat Himself. It's all she can think of to do for him.]
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INTERNAL SCREAMING???
THAT'S A FUCKING PIANO THAT IS A. BEAUTIFUL PIANO THAT DEFINITELY MAKES HER THINK OF THE ONE SHE HAD AT HOME AND SHE'S JUST. She just. She stares at it for a while after the guys leave, marveling at it, tentatively trying a key here, wondering if they'll need to have it tuned, wondering what she'll do with the keyboard she's been using now that they have a real, permanent piano in the house-
And then she reads the note.
And she tears up a lot.
And she has to put it down, and put away the cake-and-ice-cream cake she was trying to make for the both of them, and then she can have a cry because. It honestly never felt all that important, making a normal life here? Especially when everyone left and there was no one to help make it with - no Dave, who wanted it so badly, no Roxy or Dirk or Jake to share it with, no Karkat or literally any other troll to get to know, no Penny or Rakka or anyone she'd grown close to. It. It felt like a waste to keep everything going. Like she was hoping in vain for someone to come home. Like the boxes of bits and bobs people left behind would gather dust forever, and someday her things would join them.
But...for John, with all he's been feeling (and she knows she doesn't understand or is privy to all of it), to think she's doing the right thing, to go out and invest in something so permanent as a real, solid piano...for her! All her own! For this place! For herself and for her Pokemon! This is too much. It's at once affirming and heartbreaking, and she wishes John hadn't run off like he did. At the very least, they could've shared some cake? At least? Let her do something kind and loving for him? Like he deserves?
So yeah she's going to cry for an hour and then set aside a good chunk of money to insist on a Treat Yoself outing whenever John comes home, so he can Treat Himself. It's all she can think of to do for him.]