That Space Spa That Summer Never Shuts Up About; Dimension FH-001, Thursday [02/10].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Breezing right past some sort of blow-up at reception with a small group of Gromflomites that seemed to have had an issue with their reservation that clearly had absolutely nothing to do with Summer at all, "~WinterBlade~" and her party of four were welcomed into the Luxureon spa that definitely knew your face, Summer, you weren't fooling anyone with that alias, but also, Summer did bring them pretty good business and they dealt with a lot weirder (even today, in fact, they were handling a situation with a mostly-liquid entity that kept merging into one of the soaking pools on accident by expertly modifying the viscosity so that it didn't keep just dissolve into it), so whatever.

And thus, the moddable and extensive facilities of said space spa were open to the group entirely, everything from your standard massages and pedicures, to special space crystal treatments and space seaweed wraps, tentacle treatment for those willing to take a very particular risk, and bioluminescent manicures.

Summer herself would be spending a ridiculous amount of time in the strawberry-scented mineral soak, because honestly? Still her absolute favorite, and she can relax while sipping space drinks and making any last minute changes to her plans for jello for the party tomorrow.

Sure, she was supposed to be relaxing, but you could relax and work at the same time. M U L T I T A S K I N G!

[[ for those dragged to the space spa for all that sweet space spa goodness! ]]

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[thatwaslucky]

"I don't like people I don't know touching me," Rey admitted. "It sounds like a good idea but I can't guarantee they make it through unscathed."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Very fair," Annie acquiesced. "Maybe they have, like, something with water." Like a better version of those water massage coffin things at the mall! "How are you doing? I haven't seen you in a minute."

It had been kind of a busy minute, from what she'd gathered.

[thatwaslucky]

"I've been okay," Rey said, and for the most part she was. "I spent the week at home. Pretty much came back because Summer threatened to drag me."

She also wasn't sure if Annie hadn't heard about the breakup, or if she had and just hadn't said anything for some reason, so she wasn't exactly sure how to proceed.

[defenderofdesmoines]

She'd heard, but it seemed like an awkward thing to just lead with when she hadn't seen Rey in, like, two weeks, and even then they'd been shooting lightning across the bar or breaking into laptops abruptly.

"Then I'm glad she dragged you," she replied, shrugging a shoulder. "Is it helping? The being home or the being here, either one. I heard about John."

[thatwaslucky]

"Home has," Rey shrugged. "I like the distraction. It's been nice having friends around me."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Do you want to talk about it?" Annie offered gently. "I think we could also find, like, something more distracting than a seaweed wrap around here, if you want."

Maybe they had space...racquetball? Space bougie spa sports?

[thatwaslucky]

"No," Rey said simply. Maybe she was a little hurt she hadn't been reached out to? But mostly she was tired of talking about it. "Honestly it's just good being around people. How have you been?"