Reserved at Mayfield

[lettertomyfutureself]

So Mun...

This place you're taking me. It sounds like a welcome walk in the park compared to where I was. But I still don't understand why. I was getting closer. Closer to Claudia, to finding out the truth. So why the interruption? What's so important in Mayfield?

... Oh. HE'S gonna be there. Just great. Looks like my life's gonna become a dumb sitcom here for awhile. Yanno, both you and that other mun have a terrible sense of humor. Look at me not laughing.

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[lettertomyfutureself]

I had just finished talking to Vincent at the inn and was making my way to Lakeside Amusement Park.

[heathermason]

Oh god, Vincent.

[she makes a face, sighing]

He's such a creep, isn't he?

[and then she pauses, because she knows she could easily tell her what's going to happen to Vincent and the fact that Alessa's going to attack her in the amusement park, but she's not sure if reality could handle that]

Be uh... careful in Lakeside, okay? There's a lot of stuff you probably wouldn't expect to be a big deal. But it is.

[lettertomyfutureself]

I had a feeling... None of this has been a walk in the park. But I can't stop now. Not when I'm this close.

[heathermason]

Well, I guess it'd be weird to proud of myself's attitude, right? Just yeah... don't give up. It'll be worth it, trust me.

[she takes a deep breath. Even though she doesn't want to... you know, break reality completely, she figures she can at least give her a little heads up]

And be careful for the carousel. It's... watch your back on that thing. And that necklace Dad gave us, it'll be important.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Somehow, I had a feeling it would. Dunno why. Call it a hunch. -Or latent psychic powers, whatever.-

[heathermason]

We're lucky we get so many hunches. And bursts off all-encompassing knowledge because the universe clearly loves us. Enough to... you know... sort of... act like it hates us. But whatever.

[have a ridiculous grin]

[lettertomyfutureself]

Hey. Still alive, right? Can't be that bad.

[heathermason]

Yeah, we've always got that. Guess you've got that to look forward to, right?

And about Dad...

[she swallows and glances away for a moment]

It gets easier. It really does.

[lettertomyfutureself]

...

-She didn't have much to say to that. She'd almost gotten to the point where her obsession with finding Claudia, with finding the truth, made her forget why she had come to that town at all. Dad... A small tear rolls down her cheek, but she refused to cry. Which was stupid, but she just couldn't let herself do it. Not yet... Not until it was finished.-

[heathermason]

[Heather pretends she doesn't notice the tear, because she sure as hell would prefer that herself, and this is her, after all. It's still so weird to think about. She offers a small, encouraging smile]

Hey, it's gonna be okay. We're stronger than them, right? All of them.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Yeah... Thanks, I guess.

[heathermason]

No problem. If you can't look out for yourself, then... well... I don't know if there's any sort of saying or whatever that works for this. Still too weird.

[lettertomyfutureself]

... "To thine own self be true".

[heathermason]

Yeah, I think that's just about perfect. It's in a totally different sense this time though, isn't it?

[even though this is still all weird, she's grinning]