paradisa | ❀ forty-nine unicorn statues for my desk in the empty office

[Harmony takes a small breath inward, trying to figure out what to do. His last appointment had left hours ago, but he hadn't come out of his office. It was possible that he didn't come out of his office, because he wasn't in his office. It gave her a sick feeling in her stomach, because as she got closer to the castle, she got an even worse feeling. By the time she got to where his room should be, she had already decided that she wouldn't cry.]

Doctor... [Another small breath, she's not going to cry.]

Doctor Lance Sweets isn't here anymore. [Exhale.] He's probably back in DC helping the FBI or something else amazing.

He helped so many people and I really hope that if you knew him, like I knew him, that you agree with me.

I'm not sure what I'll do with his office in the city. I signed paperwork with him, so I know that it's mine now, but I'm not exactly a psychologist -- but if anyone ever wants to talk, I've been told I'm a pretty good listener. [Sort of.]

I -- [She pauses, trying once more not to get too emotional.]

I can't play piano, like at all, but if anyone wants to come to Caritas tonight, to honor him, I'd like that.

[And with that, Harmony'll pack up her journal and head out to Caritas. She will be drinking... something tonight and trying not to request Wind Beneath My Wings for karaoke.]

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[nods as she reaches for one of the glasses]

What kind?

Maybe a martini? [It's not like she'll taste it anyway.]

One martini, coming up!

Thanks, Cordy. [She sighs.]

What should I do with his office?

[works on fixing the drink, before shrugging a bit]

Is there something you've always wanted to do with that kind of space?

I haven't given it much thought. I mean, that's his office space.

[nods]

How long is the lease for?

Uhm... I don't know. I should check.

[places the martini down in front of her]

If you have enough time, take all the time you need. I'm sure he would have wanted you to find the right thing.

Yeah, I'll do that. I just, I wish it could stay that sort of place. You know, helping people with all the crazy things and how to cope with them.

[thinks on that for a moment, before shrugging]

Maybe it could? Maybe you could start a Paradisa support group.

[She nods]

Maybe... I'll have to think about it. I will though. Think about it, I mean.

[nods as well]

Good.

[she then reaches over to give her hand a squeeze]

You'll figure it out.

[She squeezes back.]

Thanks, Cordy. I'm glad you're still here.

[smiles back]

I'm glad you're still here too.

It'll get better, right? This is just the down part of the slope.

Exactly. Things usually pick up in the end.

Can we just skip to the end?

I wish we could.

It'd be nice. [She exhales and shrugs.]

How've you been?

I've been okay. Business as usual.

No news is good news, right?

Exactly. It means nothing's going terribly wrong.

Always good news.

But it also usually means that very soon something is actually going to go terribly wrong. Because why would our lives be boring?

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