harley

[discomfort]

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weekend 0, saturday

[discomfort]

[ they can be at the bar.

owner takes a sip of sake. ]

Oh, hello. We haven't met yet...?

[messy]

Huh. Guess we must've missed each other while we were stuck in the pod people room with everyone's B.O. and a single pet cockroach.

[just taking a swig from a whole ass bottle of wine, tbh.]

I saw your picture on the company's stalker catalogue, though. But what's with the name?

[discomfort]

My name...?

[ oh yea. ]

It is what I am called.

[messy]

[harley out here like is this your stripper name sir (no)]

With the quotation marks and everything?

week one, thursday.

[messy]

[where's owner... she's not specifically looking for him but she will also stop to, like, make conversation when she sees him.]

Sooo... How would you rate your recovery pod experience on Yelp?

[discomfort]

[ sitting in the observation deck, probably ]

Yelp?

[messy]

You know, like... [vague hand gestures.] Yelp.

[this explains nothing.]

They do hotel reviews?

[discomfort]

I've never heard of them...

[ but he can understand the joke now ]

The review is that they were just okay.

week 2, friday

[discomfort]

[ hi where's harley. owner is just walking, smoking as he goes. he nods his head towards her when he sees her doing... whatever it is that she is doing. ]

[messy]

[i momentarily forgot about the weekly effect and just accepted that he was smoking weed.

anyway, she is glaring at the locked shower door like it personally slaughtered her entire family and then teabagged them.]

It's one thing to ruin our entire fucking weekend again... But our only fucking showers? Really?!

[discomfort]

This happened because we didn't stay in there...

[ the bathroom was safe every week except this one. it connects. it makes sense. ]

[messy]

Now we're gonna have to deal with corpse bathwater...

week 3, sunday

[discomfort]

[ it is some time after execution, and owner is seated somewhere with some sake. he is a potato. ]

Harley-sama!

[messy]

[she goes to sit down next to him. please explain the potato.]

You can just call me Harley, you know?

[discomfort]

... why would I?

[ shaking. this is killing him. ]

[messy]

Because it's my name and you don't need to be that polite...?

week five, thursday.

[messy]

[where is owner at... harley will go looking for him after an appropriate amount of pod time.]

[discomfort]

[ good thing this will be the only time they see each other tonight. he can be at the mess hall. there is tea in front of him but he is staring into space. ]

[messy]

[yeah! they are going to fall asleep in separate rooms and have a normal one. absolutely nothing bad will happen tonight.

she watches him for a second, and then... knocks on the wall? hello?]

week 5, saturday

[discomfort]

[ well.

AFTER TRIAL HAPPENS. owner will actually go find her. ]

I've located the apple bees.

[messy]

[HELLO... harley has both of her hyenas now. they look like they are ready to throttle him all over again, growling and showing their teeth, until harley calms them down.]

I can't believe Applebee's might be one of the nicer places around here... Jesus, that's bleak. [what's next? chili's?] Wanna go see if they actually have unlimited margaritas?

[discomfort]

[ it's fine he would let them throttle him.

but he nods his head. ]

I am sure there must be a reason they chose this place over something else.

[ no it was a shitpost ]

week 6, friday

[discomfort]

[ hey harley. ]

I really wonder how tomorrow is going to end up going.

[messy]

Right? It's fuckin' nuts that this is the first murder-free Saturday we've gotten in literally forever... I don't even know what to expect anymore.

[discomfort]

It is close enough to the end that I think people's first assumption is that something is wrong...