[panchiko]

Chandler

Heather heard Heather’s humming and her expression dulled. “Shut up, Heather!” she exclaimed. If Heather was going to hum lines, she should at least do it with her and Heather. Heather knows Heather needed her and Heather — Heather singing on Heather’s own was practically a crime. Every Heather knew that if you were going to commit a crime, at least do it together.

It was cold, clammy, and crowded, the people here smelled desperate, and she still felt iffy about letting Heather lead. It gave her the opportunity to make her own spectacular entrance, though, so Heather sucked it up. No one would remember Heather or Heather’s “Heather”s once Heather “Heather”ed anyway. Heather followed Heather and Heather with a flamboyant perk in her step, a thin smile on her face.….although it was hard to muster up a smile in this abandoned trashplace. It all looked so… Drab. Later, they could make it beautiful. Heather waited for Heather and Heather’s “Heather”s before letting out her own inner Heather.

Ok. One. Two. Thr-- Her turn!!

“AND HEATHER!”

// @Puddle~ @Bread