"Thanks, Arden," Eleanor said, glad that her relief could easily be presumed to be because of a Squishy-full bladder without even having to mention it like she was ready to and not just because she could now slip away, and hurrying off as fast as she could without making it obvious that she just needed to be anywhere but right there at that moment, because she could feel her emotions catching up to her. But she held onto them tight until she was sure the door was closed and locked behind her and the water running to cover any sounds of her crying if she couldn't keep it all in before splashing the coolness on her face to calm herself down.
And then there was just figuring how long she could stay in there without it being too long, and also wondering if she should just use this as an excuse to slip away without anyone noticing, but she knew she was well past being able to do that, if not with Arden (who, she remembered, would eventually recognize the move if she disappeared, but if she didn't, she might not have noticed anything at all) then definitely with Kamala, and that would be a horrible thing to do on her birthday (party), so, holding onto the sink and taking deep breaths and looking at herself in the mirror, she rallied herself together and got a damn grip on herself.
"Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata," she whispered to her reflection. "Shantih shantih shantih."
When she returned to the room a few minutes later, she did so quietly, slipping over to grab a soda to bring with her to take a seat on one of the couches to just sort of focus on the colors and the performances of the movie playing and being grateful that it was pretty easy to get lost and distracted by the beauty of them.
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And then there was just figuring how long she could stay in there without it being too long, and also wondering if she should just use this as an excuse to slip away without anyone noticing, but she knew she was well past being able to do that, if not with Arden (who, she remembered, would eventually recognize the move if she disappeared, but if she didn't, she might not have noticed anything at all) then definitely with Kamala, and that would be a horrible thing to do on her birthday (party), so, holding onto the sink and taking deep breaths and looking at herself in the mirror, she rallied herself together and got a damn grip on herself.
"Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata," she whispered to her reflection. "Shantih shantih shantih."
When she returned to the room a few minutes later, she did so quietly, slipping over to grab a soda to bring with her to take a seat on one of the couches to just sort of focus on the colors and the performances of the movie playing and being grateful that it was pretty easy to get lost and distracted by the beauty of them.