Reviews :
HairyBeary : Hey! So glad to hear from you again - thank you for keeping up with me in Insta. That really means a lot to me :) I know, I feel really bad for Turbo too. They're my own characters and I, too, want to shake them xD But, if you guys know me from my past, all's well that ends well. The issue is just getting there haha. And, yes! I'm so excited for you guys to get to know Sama a little more. Her species actually plays a very important role in my NEXT story, so it's been fun delving into that a little bit. Keep your eyes peeled for the chapters that are centered around her; they contain nuggest of information important to the 5th story! Thanks for reviewing, friend. It's SUPER appreciated.
faloan1230 :OH, yeah my brain is in a million places. But yes, Turbo definitely falls into a blue void for 10 million years lmao. Poor dude. And yes! I'm glad everyone is excited for Sama's presence. She's pretty cool.
Nikki Firesong : Poor Turbo has endured two decades of that, so he's a pro. Sinking back into that was totally natural for him, but you are right, there DOES come a breaking point :) As for Gunner, yeah he never learns, and he never stops. Well... I mean he does but it's not on his own accord lol.
Snake557 : YAY I'm glad you're excited :D She's a gem, for sure.
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A Keepsake from the Past by Gareth Coker
*Chapter 171*
In the same vein of easily prepared to geek out over the other's celebrity status, whether old or new, both women softly and slowly stepped into Berri's lovely tower's common room. With ease, she flicked on a few lights, and though before she could sag her shoulders and express entire relief over the fact that she could temporarily visit her home, she furrowed her eyebrows in soft confusion as Sama hesitantly froze and peered about in shell-shocked bewilderment. She took off the hood of her hoodie, revealing to Berri a rather odd, confusing sight. Her once beautiful, long flowing pale pink hair was now short and tossed in a messy, high pony-tail. Her once flawless, darker, rosey-peached skin looked dirty, unkept and unwashed, and although it all rushed past Berri so quickly, she furrowed her brows and now fully assessed that Sama looked wholly disheveled. Sama inhaled a shaky breath and shook her head in whispering, unadulterated delight.
"I-I can't believe you LIVE here," Sama pressed shakily, and although the palace was a rather luxurious, beautiful, well-earned place to live, Berri bashfully looked about her immaculately decorated and clean home. How fortunate she felt to genuinely live here, she furrowed her eyebrows in further confusion and honed her eyes tight to the back of Sama's head, "What a dream."
"You... Surely understand, though, don't you have a big house on EZ Living's hills?" Berri tenderly pressed, though two complete strangers, she still felt as if she at least could connect with Sama on way more levels than just two average strangers; Berri flinched in surprise as Sama shot her a weak, though dark side-eye of sinister bitterness.
"Did Gunner tell you that?" She snapped, the peak of her cute, short pointy elf-like ears eased through the frazzle of her faded hair, she furrowed her eyebrows and peered to Berri in sharp agitation, her gorgeous, dark maroon colored irises pierced Berri's with a rising quarrel Berri was well aware the two could get into.
"Y-Yeah, he did," Berri huffed innocently, a reserved show of neutralizing this situation, something Sama cued to and sagged in another stolen, admiring gaze about Berri's warm common room and kitchen. Berri shook her head and felt brave, "Sama, are you... Homeless?"
"Yeah," Sama quipped in bitter agitation, she shook her head and softly shrugged, "It's... Fine, I mean... I've gotten on."
"Sama, how did this happen?" Berri pressed, the two finally began to mosey into her kitchen, and with gust, Berri began to pour Sama a glass of water and felt her brain now go into caring, motherly overdrive, "D-Do you want me to make you some food? Anything?"
"No, I'm... I'm okay, for now, if you want to maybe send me off with something, I'd appreciate it," Sama mumbled with a nod, as if her life had now resorted to haggling scraps off of others, Berri froze and softly peered to Sama in a roll of understanding.
Sat at Berri's glossy kitchen island's bar stool, her little hands twiddled dirty fingers, her sorrowful gaze peered aimlessly down in a show of whole entire defeat, as if she had just a vat of information to give but no ears that were willing to listen, Berri held her breath, furrowed her brow and was well aware she was not going to go shooing Sama back out to the streets. Berri knew she needed to do a quick gloss of homework before coming to any definitive decisions that quickly raised in her mind.
"Where do you usually sleep? How do you get food?" Berri rattled quietly, she shook her head, set down the glass of water before Sama and shrugged, "I know this is a lot all at once, but... Where the hell is Rye in all of this?"
"I don't know where that sorry bum laid off to," Sama's once sweet and tender voice grumbled in entire dismay, she urgently peered to the water, however, and began to desperately gulp it down; Berri sagged her shoulders and watched a once tall-standing, beautiful, incredible celebrity was now down and out, at her entire worst. Sama huffed a gasp of a breath as she managed to choke down the entire glass of water in one single action, she panted through her nose and shyly wiped her chin as she continued on, "I-I... There's a deserted bridge, kind of behind the base of the pier, that I sleep under. I just... Scrounge for food. I have a little bit of money left to my name, but I use it in case of emergency."
Berri largely frowned and peered her uncertain eyes tight to Sama's in a roll of dread. Berri could tell Sama was a strong individual, though the fact that she had resorted to scrounging and pick-pocketing had Berri's heart sinking in guilt. With this weird wave of guilt, she heaved a long sigh through her nose and knew there was absolutely nothing else to do other than make sure Sama was off of the streets. Berri inhaled a revived breath and reached into her pocket. With such, she pulled out the disguise device and, with a press, her beautiful blue hair softly unfurled down her shoulders and chest, all the way down to the prominent length to just above her thighs. Sama's eyes twinkled in further discovery, though as Berri took off her coat and got comfortable, Sama beamed a cheeky, delighted smile, a soulful, beautiful, sunny individual underneath all the hurt and strife.
"I KNEW it," Sama hissed to herself with a wide grin, "Gosh, half of me wondered if I maybe waltzed right into a stranger's gorgeous home for no reason. I was like, I hope she's REALLY Berri."
"I am, it's all good," Berri sighed with a small giggle as both girls caught smiling eyes; she felt relieved to have another girl around, for once, and it was in this roll of action did she bob a small nod and give Sama a sweet look of authority, "Sama, I don't want you to go back to EZ Living, okay? I want you to stay here, on palace grounds."
"... What?" Sama hissed in sheer, floored surprise, she huffed a shaky breath and urgently shook her head, "N-No, it's... You guys are royalty, you can't expect me to stay on palace grounds, the King and Queen live here, there's no way."
"Said King and Queen are my parents," Berri stated with great cheek, "As a matter of fact, I can ask my mom and dad to come over and approve all of this right now."
"No, no, USER, NO," Sama stated in embarrassed dread, "I-I look like garbage, User, please."
"Okay... I won't, but I have to at least let them know you'll be here, and to watch after you," Berri pleaded with a cute smile, she gave Sama a sweet look and shrugged, "What do you say? You stay here, get back on your feet, and once you're golden, you can choose when to leave. I'm sure you and I have a lot to discuss, anyhow... Us being Gunner's exes."
"... You're not dating Gunner anymore?" Sama stated in a roll of entire shock, to which Berri furrowed her eyebrows and urgently shook her head.
"No, not at all... I dumped him like three weeks ago," Berri urged nervously, to which Sama looked further floored, "It... Got tumultuous, I mean, he's a great guy and all, but he-"
"He's NOT a great guy, Berri, don't you DARE try and sugar coat this," Sama suddenly stabbed, to which Berri flinched in riled surprise and zipped her lip. Sama inhaled a shaky breath and urgently peered her exhausted eyes tight to Berri's shivering orbs, "HE'S the reason I'm homeless... HE'S the reason I was schlepped to the streets. He kicked me out without so much as a quarter of my earnings."
"... Gunner told me you bailed," Berri tread so lightly, she felt her heart stop with the riled information Sama was now delivering.
"Of COURSE Gunner told you that because he's planning on doing the same thing he did to me, to YOU!" Sama barked as she clenched her fists, it was here did Berri see the sharper canines her species harbored, Berri sagged in a roll of nervous surprise and remained frozen as Sama loudly carried on, "How desperately you've been trying to sing your way into a song? I've seen you on stage, Berri, I'm pretty sure the whole world is about to explode with how badly they want YOU at the forefront. I'm SHOCKED Gunner hasn't booted you, yet, though... I'm chalking it up to the fact that you're royalty, and Gunner would have a HUGE mess of a lawsuit on his hands if he dared."
"Yeah, he's... Decided to quietly end our contract after our final show in Arcadia, next Friday," Berri mumbled nervously, she sagged and felt her skin go cold, "He said... He's going to take a year off of creating just to be by himself and get his mental health in check."
"He's scared of you," Sama growled, she looked as if she had a lifetime of pent up frustrations just boiling under her skin, "That's the difference... I came from NOTHING, from nowhere... YOU, on the other hand, have an entire army behind you. Not to mention, you're friends with Turbo. THE Turbo Black..."
Berri felt her heart jolt in nervousness, little bits of information Sama knew about Berri that had Berri reeling in nervousness over her current situation at hand, with Turbo; she tried not to think way too hard on it all.
"That STUPID idiot does or says ONE cross thing to you and he's well aware you have a dark horse waiting in the shadows," Sama's soothing voice pressed with a gentle kiss of fervor, she peaked a cute, challenging smile that eventually sagged back to bitterness, "Gunner wouldn't know what hit him... Having Turbo, THE bad guy of all bad guys hovering over him? It's why you've been able to come through this tour unscathed, with your talent. He's doing everything he can to stifle you simply because he wants the spotlight. You're lucky you have an army behind you, because, if not, well... You'd be ME."
Berri frowned and urgently peered to Sama in softness, her hardened heart towards Gunner's ex girlfriend now very rapidly began to warm in a softened goo of whole misunderstanding. Sama heaved a trembling sigh and looked off with a crumpling frown.
"I taught that idiot how to sing, and... This is the thanks," Sama huffed with a whimper, her glassy eyes looked as if they desperately wanted to produce bigger, fresher tears, though Berri was sure she had cried enough tears for a lifetime, "Everything he has become, you can thank me for... In the very beginning, it was the reverse. I was the lead singer. When we started our silly little garage band, built up from the last crew that he abandoned, I started out as the lead. I helped him with his confidence... Every ounce of talent you see today is because of my constant training."
"Sama, I had... No clue," Berri huffed softly, to which Sama furrowed her eyebrows tightly and urgently shook his head.
"It's... Why he nicknamed me Sama, that's not my real name," Sama mumbled sweetly, she looked down with a shy frown as tears rolled down her darker, rosey cheeks, "He nicknamed me Sama because he was so grateful to me, he wanted to, sort of... Honor me, as if I was royalty, or WAY higher than him... The Japanese honorific, sama."
"Sounds like something he'd come up with, for sure," Berri heaved a trembling sigh and bobbed a nod, she eyed Sama in softness and shook her head, "He eventually just started calling you Sama, then?"
"Yeah, it stuck, and... Somehow, Tatum died," Sama pressed shakily, she almost bashfully peered to Berri in suspense and frowned, "Tatum-sama... I adored it, until now... He saw how needy everyone was for us, as a team, to sing and play, and I think the fame just went right to his head. He needed to get rid of me."
"The rumor," Berri mumbled, "A few months ago, he told me you were texting him and begging to see him again for like... Lunch, and stuff. I always assumed you were just... Trying to win him back over, it really made me mad."
"He's got a lot of balls to pull something like that, LOOK AT ME," Sama barked as she gestured to her ratty clothes and unkept hair, "Is this the face of someone who can afford a phone? I haven't had my phone for a year, now. Gunner's the LAST person I want to talk to. Whoever he was talking to, real or fake, he said that to get under your skin... To assure you that you are, indeed, replaceable. To keep you on your toes..."
"... Son of a bitch," Berri muttered darkly as she looked down in almost embarrassed defeat, she shook her head, narrowed her eyes and aimlessly peered across her kitchen in poised terror.
"Y'got two shows left of tour, right?" Sama questioned tenderly, she shook her head and eyed Berri.
"Just one, we just finished our last show, in Castle Run, earlier this evening," Berri concluded with a defeated, humbled sigh and looked deep into Sama's eyes, "We have ONE more show in Arcadia... That's when the contract ends."
"You best pray that show ends well," Sama warned dangerously, she shook her head and looked entirely cautious, "We didn't make it to the end of our tour before the whole Arcade turned on me. I was kicked out for good... Like I said, you have the insane fortune of having the entirety of Sugar Rush behind you. Outside of Archived Chaos, in EZ Living, I was a nobody. I didn't have family or friends to go back to."
"Are you from EZ Living?" Berri warmly pressed, to which Sama crowned a cute smile and looked down in humble memory.
"I'm actually from Castle Run's old predecessor," Sama sighed, she shook her head and looked off, "It got unplugged a year or so back, I... I made it out."
"I'm so sorry," Berri frowned, she shook her head and softened even further, "Well... My offer still stands. Do you want to stay here? With us?"
Sama's protective wall of whole defense began to softly look as if it were ready to crumple, she eyed Berri in warm suspicion and, although she looked ready to eagerly accept, she hovered in wary uncertainty.
"We can make you a room off of this common room, here," Berri gestured out to the glorious room behind Sama, a wide section of wall, near their studio's corridor, that was a perfect spot for carving out another little section just for Sama, "You can come and go as you please, you can use our recording studio... We'll ALL be back, tomorrow, so... You can have the night to unwind and relax, y'know?"
"I-I... Couldn't possibly," Sama staggered in a show of reserved nervousness, she furrowed her eyebrows as big tears finally billowed in her eyes, "Berri, I tried to steal your phone so I could pawn it for cash. You REALLY trust me to stay here?"
"You're not a thief," Berri huffed a small giggle and shook her head, she kindly gave the fragile girl in front of her a warm look of welcome, a beautiful being that seemingly fell into hard times, someone Berri was now adamant about keeping under her wing, "You were just desperate. I'll make you your own wing and room, I'll add you to the game and give you basic rights, and I'll let my parents know of your presence. They'll probably keep silent tabs on you, in the code room, but I know they'd agree with me, here. You need a home... And, you're right, we're not that different."
"... Thank you," She pleaded with a small huff of an exhausted, exasperated breath of a cry, she covered her face and desperately tried to keep herself composed, "I... Don't know what to say."
"Just get some rest," Berri pleased with a smile, though she warmly eased across her kitchen and cautiously closed the gap between her and Sama. She gingerly side-eyed Sama in warm question as she continued to approach, "Now, would you prefer we call you Sama, or Tatum? I need to tell my crew, so that when we all come back, we know just which name to use."
"Tatum," She eased in sniffling clarity as she inhaled a deep, trembling breath and sat up a little straighter; her previously walled off disposition now looked clear and becoming-radiant, as if a massive weight had been lifted, "Please, I'm... I don't want to be referred to as Sama anymore. Gunner gave me that name and I just..."
"Tatum it is," Berri interrupted sweetly, she softly tilted her head to peer into Tatum's cautious eyes, though said dark, maroon eyes twinkled with hope as Berri continued to near. She stopped once she eased a foot from Tatum's side, her loving gaze held tight to Tatum's, "Just because we're a part of the same guy's past doesn't mean we have to be enemies. I'm happy to support you, here. Gunner's really... Wronged a lot of us, I just hate that I'm only just recently having this eye opener."
"It was too late for me," Tatum breathed in gentle relief, she lulled her eyes closed and sagged, "I'm just glad you'll be able to come out of it unscathed. With all those deleter issues, and everything in between, be grateful your tour is ending so delicately. It REALLY could've been messy."
"It's not over, yet," Berri muttered, though she cautiously laid a hand to Tatum's shoulder in a gentle squeeze, "I think... We got off on the wrong foot. Let's start over... It's nice to meet you."
Tatum softly peered up into Berri's eyes, from her sat position on the tall bar stool; both girls were about the same height, though Berri's taller heels gave her the temporary height advantage. Tatum nervously glanced back down to Berri's soft, outreached hand for a handshake and finally sagged her littler hand into Berri's loving grip; both girls delicately shook hands as Berri continued.
"Tatum..." She pressed in soft, collected confidence, a fresh name for her to use from here on out, "Tatum Hilapor."
"Berri Kalivar. I'm Sugar Rush's princess, I've got a goofy big brother, an oversized, blind puppy dog, I'm in love with Arcade's previous nightmare, and, well... I have a home I'm entirely ready to share," Berri smiled, she narrowed her gaze and felt the oozing sweetness, in both girls, finally begin to sap the tower with love, "I don't have any girl friends, so... I'm actually really glad you'll be here. You... ARE staying, right?"
"I'd... Be honored," Tatum finally smiled a wide, genuine smile as both girls gently unhanded each other, Berri immediately pulled out her phone and began typing Zed a quick message to keep her parents in the loop of what was going on.
"Perfect... I'll get you set up with the basics, a bed, a shower, the necessities," Berri listed quietly as she peered down to her phone; Zed began to calmly almost-rapid fire text her in dire curiosity, though she eased quiet giggle and continued to quickly type to him, "So... What I'm thinking is, since you're technically a stranger on palace grounds, we'll let you stay here, but you'll be on house, er... Tower arrest until we come back tomorrow morning."
Tatum humbly peered up to Berri in tender disbelief, she held tight to Berri's gentle, nonchalant words.
"You can eat whatever you want, like I said, you can use our sound studio if inspiration hits you," Berri heaved a gentle giggle, "I'll give you basic rights, you just won't physically be able to leave this tower. Are you okay with that?"
"... I-I get a shower?" Tatum pressed weakly, her continuously teary eyes peered tight into Berri's in unadulterated shock, she held frozen as her cute lip began to quiver, she seemed to be beside herself with these things, something Berri now largely felt bad taking for granted. Tatum huffed a trembling scoff of disbelief and shook her head, "Am I okay with that? Y-You... You're kidding, right? Of course I'm..."
"I mean, if you want to LEAVE and go back to EZ Living, you'd just have to tell me now before my father puts your coding under house arrest," Berri quietly explained, "Once you're added to the game, and my dad glues your coding to the perimeter of the tower, you won't be able to leave until Wren, Theo, Throttle and I get back home, where we can take you on a proper tour of the palace and get you further situated. Whether that be on palace grounds, or off of."
Tatum finally huffed a gentle cry and covered her face with her hands. Her shoulders trembled, and though Berri furrowed her brows and was entirely certain this kind of a life style was totally normal for someone like Tatum, she reeled in halting apprehension and finally understood the weight of the true, terrifying experience of homelessness Tatum has been enduring for almost a whole year now. Scared of the general public, abandoned by the people that she loved most, Berri knew that she needed to stick to Tatum like glue, now more than ever, all whilst sharpening her wits and really determining just who to let in and who to push away. The terrible things Gunner had been easily getting away with was something Berri was adamant to bring to a screeching halt. The unnecessary homelessness he forced Tatum into was something she was now entirely driven to reverse, this fragile being before her was now someone she was desperate to care for and love on, a unity of fresh, new sisterhood she vowed to never let waver.
"It's okay," Berri cooed quietly, and although she didn't know Tatum too well, she cautiously began to wrap her arm about Tatum's trembling shoulders to inquire about a hug, though she jolted in surprise the second Tatum huffed a shaky, silent cry and urgently returned the hug with gentle, grappling arms of whole neediness. Berri largely frowned and did everything she could to scoop Tatum into her sisterly embrace, and although Tatum didn't smell or look that great in this raw instance, she smiled and held tight to her, knowing it'd all be reversed soon. Berri sighed and lulled her eyes closed as both girls held tight to each other in a lasting squeeze of an embrace, "I used to hate you... I used to be so angry that you'd abandon Gunner, like that, but... I'm so sorry for ever building conclusions without knowing both sides of the story."
"It's not your fault," Tatum whimpered quietly through tears, onto Berri's shoulder.
"We gotta stick together, from here on out," Berri assured gently as both girls finally pulled away, "Deal?"
"Deal," Tatum huffed a shy giggle and smiled in renewed radiance through her tears, she shook her head and began to wipe her cheeks, "I'm so sorry I smell and... Look like a turd, really. I'm sure you have a very very different image of me, and it wouldn't be this."
"No, I remember seeing you on the largest stages Arcade had to offer," Berri stated quietly as she daintily moved some of Tatum's pale pink hair out of her eyes, "You were all glammed and whatnot... Really, NO ONE offered to take you in?"
"People stopped recognizing me, and pretty soon, I was old news," Tatum mumbled, a wall about her had clearly come down with the way she sat now, her shoulders gently down and relaxed and her spine just a little straighter, "Rye and I had an apartment on the hill, but... He left, he wasn't on the lease so of course it didn't matter to him. I couldn't... Keep up with the rent payments, and... I didn't have anyone, everyone I ever loved was... Unplugged."
Berri shook her head, lulled her eyes closed and now felt a pang of similarity hit her, a proxy she could somehow cling to; although she had never had to endure the pain of loved one's being unplugged, she largely frowned and immediately felt her heart go out to Turbo. How much anguish and despair it put on one's heart, Berri softly peered to Tatum in whole warmth and bobbed a nod.
"Well, you're here now," Berri warmly concluded, "No need to worry... I'll get you all set up and you can relax. When we come back, you can meet Wren and Theo."
"They seem pretty cool," Tatum bobbed a nod and wiped her tears and nose with her sleeve, she grimaced and heaved a raspy, tired sigh, "Theo's a freaking monster on the drums, man. He's amazing."
Berri cocked an eyebrow and felt her heart suddenly jolt with excitement; the raw remembrance that Tatum was Theo's hugest celebrity crush, she beamed in scheming delight.
"Yeah, Teddy is likely your biggest fan, and I'm not just saying that," Berri scoffed a surprised, apprehensive giggle as Tatum's bashful eyes peered up to Berri in soft question, "He's going to... FLIP OUT once he knows you're here. Without a doubt."
"Well, I can't wait to meet him, Wren as well," Tatum beamed an easy, humble smile down to the counter as she tucked her hair behind her ears; an adorable, fiery woman so tangled in concealed fear, Berri was sure being around her crew would likely bring out the best in Tatum.
"I should probably head back, but... Let me get with my dad about carving out a corridor and a room for you, down here," Berri gestured to her phone and bobbed a nod, "Just a few swishes in the code room and we should be right on track. Then... Floor's yours."
"Thank you," Tatum pressed shakily, she looked about in gentle nervousness as Berri stepped away and held up a finger.
"Maybe I'll lay a few house rules, if you don't mind," Berri chimed gently, she gestured towards the teleportation pad, "Don't worry about these teleport pads, I don't think you'll have coded privileges to use them, anyways, so just maybe... Forget they exist. Also, come tomorrow morning, we have six dragons that live on the palace lot. If you see any of them flying or running around, don't panic. They are loved, fed, happy and will not try to hurt you."
"D-Dragons?" Tatum stated in sharp, smiling nervousness, to which Berri blurt a small laugh and carried on.
"As said, eat what you want, do what you want, you're free to use our studio just PLEASE be kind to our instruments," Berri cautioned; she knew these ground rules were likely silly to give another full-blown adult, though she knew she needed to speak her peace for her own sanity, a perfect stranger living in her abode, "We'll be back late tomorrow morning, but seriously, sleep and do what you need to do. We're all going to be exhausted, anyways, so if you stay hulled in your room, we won't be offended. I'll prepare the gang and let them know you're here, so there won't be any surprises."
"Thank you," Tatum pressed humbly as she looked down to her hands, she furrowed her eyebrows and now nervously peered to Berri, "Are... You going to tell Gunner that I'm here?"
"Not a chance. He doesn't need to know," Berri stated firmly, she shook her head and gave Tatum a kind smile, "You're safe here. I mean that."
"Phew," Tatum huffed in soft relief as she smiled and glossed her eyes about her new abode, her eyes twinkled with whole relief, "I-I... I can't thank you enough."
"Don't mention it," Berri assured with a cute smile, "When we get back, after we're all rested, we'll reconvene and figure out where to put you. But, for now, get yourself cleaned and fed, and get some good sleep."
"Music to my ears," Tatum whimpered with a crumpling smile, she choked a small giggle and bobbed a nod.
"It'll be sweeter music to Theo's ears once he knows you're here," Berri muttered with a widening, cheeky smile, "Can't wait for THAT show."
"Is he really THAT big of a fan?" Tatum wrinkled her nose in cute, smiling disbelief.
"He loves your work, I'm serious," Berri bobbed a nod, "He'll be SO excited to meet you. I promise."
"Even with...?" Tatum nervously gestured her hand, "I mean, I was bad media for months. Surely he caught some of it."
"No, even with... Theo is such a neutral, devil's advocate, I mean it was just a few days ago he was mentioning a guitar riff you did in songs on older albums," Berri kindly pressed, "He wondered if we could incorporate it into new music to come, and... I mean, now that you're here, maybe you'd be up for teaching ME a thing or two?"
"W-Wow, I mean... Yeah, I'd be honored," Tatum perked up with a firm nod, "I'm always happy to help teach."
"Perfect," Berri bobbed a nod and eased a wide smile, the start of a very beautiful, symbiotic relationship between each band member, now squished together as house mates, she huffed a giggle and looked off in aimless, delirious anticipation, "Phew, these next few days are going to be BUSY."
"Shit, you're telling me," Tatum blurt a hard giggle, "I haven't shaved since last Fall."
Both girls fell into a hard fit of laughter, and although Berri was well aware Tatum's situation was no laughing matter, she was glad the two could now look back on it and close that chapter for good. Now not wanting to leave Sugar Rush, Berri finally forced herself to peel away for good, and though the thought of visiting Turbo always held tight in the back of her mind, she successfully left Sugar Rush with a new motive, new information she knew she had to get to Wren, Theo and Throttle right away. With purpose, she did absolutely everything she could to get back to their suite inside Castle Run, in preparation to rally her three men around and give them a solid game plan for what the next few coming days would look like with their brand new, shivering, fragile house mate.
