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[ephemerios]

It has come to my attention that we need a very important question answered here by EVERYONE: We have a few people here from Hawkins. Who has the best hair of the Hawkins group?

We need a vote.

[ A list of names follows as the options. It reads: Robin Buckley, Chrissy Cunningham, Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington, Max Mayfield, Eddie Munson.

Yes, that's the whole post.

Shitposting on an alien planet 101. ]

Comments

[ephemerios]

if you're the judge, it's your court. if someone described you as appealing, it WOULD be an appeals court.


so.



there.


[ that's totally how that works, yes.

#LOGIC.

don't question it. ]

[work_wife]

What?

[Was that flirting? That wasn't flirting. It can't be flirting. STEVE HELP.]

[ephemerios]

what do you mean what? :)

[ MAYBE IT WAS. ]

[work_wife]

I'm pretty sure that people don't get conversational with judges like that? Like, that would be trying to manipulate the court, either in rulings or punishments or whatever. I suppose my duties as judge are more civil than criminal so juries are not guaranteed. And that's okay because sometimes juries don't know what the law is. And what the rulings prevent. Like cat fights over hair like you're clearly unleashing here once Steve sees this. I'm going to have to see if Eddie can just distract him from it or something.

[She's not rambling. Those words were ALL ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY.]

[ephemerios]

[we love a rambling queen]

Maybe, but you're also on this list since you're from Hawkins so you have to recuse yourself anyway because conflict of interest. you're stuck with the rest of us basic people here now, sorry to say.

my appealing comment was too subtle hahaha

[work_wife]

[Do we though? Most people seem annoyed and want her to be quiet.]

Then I recuse myself from being on the list? And there is nothing basic about you, Chrissy.

It was definitely a weird joke to make, but everyone has different tastes in humor I guess.

[ephemerios]

(1) My humor is great, (2) I was calling you appealing as not a joke???

[work_wife]

[Steeeeeve help!]

Your humor is as nice as your hair.

Is this, like, one of those things girls say in the bathroom moments? I don't get that.

[ephemerios]

No, those are like, uhh more "oh I love your hair what do you use in it" or "you look hot in that dress, you should totally ask him out" kinda stuff.

This is me saying I think you're attractive, yes in an overall in general way like you might hear in a girls bathroom moment but also because I don't JUST like boys

[plot twist????????

[work_wife]

[Robin's reading this message. Yep. Not yelping. And not immediately regretting reading it in the window of her damn room. Where the yelp turns into a jerk of her hands. And a jerk of her hands turns into her comm device sailing serenely out through the open window.

And falling. Plummeting really. Right down through the air. A little twinkling spot of shock. Good thing the things are durable. She'll have to retrieve that later.

Now she's just cursing. Loudly. In French though the auto translation will compensate for that fact for anyone currently in the Hawkins hallway of the hotel. Because, you know, this is her luck. Chrissy's going to think Robin HATES HER now!]

[ephemerios]

[When a reply doesn't come, on account of it being window yeeted, the question is somewhat answered at loud cursing in Robin's voice. She's not sure whether it's a good idea to poke her head out and see what's up or if she should just let Robin chill, so she goes with the latter for the current moment, though she may decide otherwise soon. Unless Robin does either first.]

[work_wife]

[Not like she knows where Chrissy is. So Robin flops onto her bed like the ineffective woman she is and groans, arm thrown over her face. How is she so bad at... well, everything!? God she's a mess.]

Steve's going to laugh so hard.

[ephemerios]

[because Billy said so.

she knocks on Robin's door and calls out softly ]

You okay?

[work_wife]

[Good news, bad news.

The good news? Robin didn't close her door well so the knocking sends it swinging open a bit.

Bad new? Robin's so shocked that Chrissy was in her room and now at her door, and her door is opening, that she yelps and flinches instinctively. Which is bad when she's laying dramatically near the edge of her bed.

Cue Robin managing to roll herself off of her bed and onto the floor with a loud 'oof!'.]

[ephemerios]

[she invites herself the rest of the way in and offers her a hand up from off the floor. Don't break your face, Robin]

[work_wife]

[Oh god, this is so embarrassing. Robin’s face is so damn red. But she takes the hand and lets Chrissy help her up to her feet.]

I’m sorry. Coordination is not my thing when it’s not marching.

[ephemerios]

Don't apologize, just don't break your face. [ A quick half smile. ]

I heard all the. [ She pauses for a half a second. ] Noise. So I wanted to make sure you were okay. [ And not upset at her, but she doesn't say that bit. ]

[work_wife]

That's Steve's job, yeah.

[Okay? She's not okay. She looks toward the window with a sigh.]

Accidentally dropped my device through the window. I'm just so graceful.

[ephemerios]

It happens. [ Not that she's ever done it. but hey, she might one day. ]

We could always continue where we left off, or you know, go collect your device, that also works.

[work_wife]

[Continue where they left off? Robin blushes.]

Yeah. About that. Wow I'm so sorry for how I didn't respond. It's not that it's something I judge you for just in case you're worried. I could never judge someone for something like that. Because it's just not right. It would be hypocritical. Which is a really weird word, isn't it? Hypocritical. Couldn't they go more for a German root? Ubercritical maybe. Overcritical. No, wait, that isn't the same sentiment at all.

[ephemerios]

[ She laughs softly at the rambling. It's cute ok. But at least that's one less thing to worry about ]

I guess it does sound a little weird, if you say it too many times in a row. Or if you were, I imagine, really high. [ Also not that she knows anything about being high yet. But it also leaves a question of: ]

Hypocritical how?

[work_wife]

[Why is she laughing at the rambling? It can't be laughing at her. Chrissy isn't that mean. Is she... does she find it charming? That's so impossible. Not charming then. Cute? Oh god, that's not possible either. Nothing's possible.]

Oh, I say plenty of things in a row. But, uh, because I'm just, you know, like that. You. Where I, you know. The thing. And feeligns and all that. Which is... You know. Girls.

[ephemerios]

Your rambling is cute. Did I accidentally short-circuit you? [ Sorry if she did!!!

But at least she gets what she's trying to say. Because "You know. Girls." does a lot to explain in few words. Being in a place like this where there are people from different times and places also emphasises even more just how small town Indiana from the years they're from would not have let either them say that without some serious side-eye at best. So it's not weird that she didn't know before now, but she's glad to know now — and likewise, she doesn't make it into a Big Deal. And she'd say thank god that several of these Hawkins teens can have this place to be more free to express themselves. ]

But, oh! [ Another smile. ] So, we can be non-hypocritical about it at the same time. [ Obviously. But also a reference to what she's just said in a way that hopefully breaks more of the ice about it. They are learning things today. ]

[work_wife]

[Okay, if she hadn't short circuited Robin before, she would have now. Her rambling is cute? Robin's always thought it would be something that would turn girls off of her. In fact, it would make sense if it did. But Chrissy said it was cute and Robin has to sit down heavily on the edge of her bed (she doesn't miss thank fuck) because she's shocked and blushing.]

I, uh... Never would have guessed. You're, um, good at hiding it. I've always thought I'm not. That someone was going to figure me out, and then bam, that's the end of me in Hawkins.

[ephemerios]

Blah blah image to maintain, nonsense about even more unattainable perfection than perfection already is, it goes to your head. Not in an ego-inflating way. [ And that's on toxic parenting. ] Honestly, I haven't even said it to anyone until like a few minutes ago.

[ Congrats hearing it first? ]

Hawkins doesn't deserve any of us cool people, anyway. But I know what you meant; did people like give you shit for 'suspecting' it in band or something? [ The "shit" rolls off her tongue easily. Probably more easily than Robin might think. She's usually not the type to curse out loud, even among close friends, but a while ago, Eddie was privileged (?) to witness her first out-loud cursing — and it was an f-bomb. They'd been discussing The Shit™ that went down in Hawkins — specifically in relation to her dying and him being caught up in it, so it was a well deserved f-bomb when talking about the company she kept there. ]