Jan. 27th, 2011

[Rachel is sitting on her bed, staring almost blankly at the mirror she managed to find and fix up the best she could. Her posture is perfect, her breathing even, but to those that are paying attention very carefully, Rachel's hands are shaking.

Suddenly -- she's on her feet -- and the PCD is in her hands -- ]


You can't help me organize anything and be a co-captain if you leave me here, you --

[And the PCD hits the mirror as Rachel throws it. Luckily, she only has a decent arm, so the mirror doesn't shatter into pieces... it simply cracks.

The PCD slides onto the dresser and Rachel moves towards it, pressing her hands against the worn wood, shaking. Her face is not shown, but the wood of the dresser suddenly has spots of moisture on it, darkened by her tears.

And finally, in a very soft, almost heartwrenching, breath-hitching soprano:]


Inside, my heart is breaking... my make-up may be flaking... but my smile, it stays on...

[A deep breath, and this time, spoken, but faintly:]

Through heart attack or heartbreak, the show must go on.

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