The room was in a very peculiar mood, if you weren't walking around with a severe limp and trying to push through the pain you were wondering why Liz had switched tags with someone, and why Cipher would allow it to happen.
"So I guess she's staying longer." Anne sits on the floor and stares off across the room at Liz who is talking to Jim and Oliver.
"Huh? Oh Liz? Yeah, well she switched tags so yeah, I guess that's what that means." Ross sits up from where he was sitting and looks at the others preparing for the day tending to those who are hurt and the normal nervous pacing that has become common even after 45 days. "Where's Randy, its his day right? Oh there he is." Ross gives a nod to Randy who's sitting dead center in the room holding his tag and starring at the monitor.
"Shannon is number 79, maybe I should switch with her." Anne looks around the room to try and spot Shannon.
"Why would you do that? You get out of here in a week. After today, you only have seven days and your thinking of adding another 20?" Ross looks at her.
"Well, you know, to be with Liz." she looks at him but only for a moment and then looks back at Liz.
"You know I'm number 68 right? That I traded numbers a while back and you never said anything about staying longer for my benefit." he waits for her response, but wonders if she even heard him since there is no acknowledgement.
"What? Oh, well, you know she might need me, might want me around and I thought..." she's interrupted in her explanation.
"SHE, might need you?! Her? Liz, miss independent, miss fawning over Daniel would need you to stay? She switched to help out Cassie because she felt bad, but I'm sure she also looked at it as having to be able to spend more time with Daniel." Ross stands up and looks down on her, in more ways than one.
"Jealous much? You afraid she's going to break up your bro-mance?" Anne gets up and gets in Ross's face.
"How..how is it you can be so dense? How is it I'm here for you every day, all the time, literally some days, taking bullets for you and still you look at her like that?!" Ross paces back and forth. "Why is it that no matter what I do or say to you I'm just that guy, the guy you can always turn to, the guy who will pick you up if your hurt but I'm not the guy you will give the attention to, the affection to?"
"Are you serious right now? How is this about you and that?! I'm thinking about Liz and what she did and your sitting there, what, wishing I was your girl?" Anne she scrunches her face and is both confuse and angry that she has to have this conversation.
"Is this Day 45s torture? Is it? Today someone you care about disregards your feelings, hurts you and continues to not acknowledge how much you do for them? Is that what today is? Listen I know I'm..well me, I know I'm not the greatest I'm not even what ever is 3 levels below that, I'm just me, but me isn't so bad. I might not be a genius or have the body of a Greek statue but i bring some stuff to the table.:" Ross
The rest of the room begins to congregate at the center of the room, and stand behind Randy as the monitor comes on.
"You're being ridiculous, and if you've been helping me and supporting me just so you can get something in return well guess what that makes you a pretty crappy person." Anne pokes him in the chest.
"No, no it doesn't, I'm real, I'm typical, I'm not some super hero who just goes around doing good deeds. I'm not a travelling missionary who just travels from town to town helping others all the time, guess what no one is. I'm a person just like everyone else who every day took care of themselves, and makes the occasional donation at a grocery store or drops a penny in the give a penny/take a penny tray. Then, then you find someone who you want to do things for, who you want to take care of or help out, or just be there for because its them, not because of who you are, but because of who they are. Because when you look at them you just see something, their smile, their eyes the way they just say hello, you see that and you just think, I want to make this person's life easier or better, or whatever." Ross throws his hands in the air.
The rest of the room is now watching Anne and Ross more than they are the monitor. Randy has been released, leaving through the door on the North wall and Cipher has begun explaining the day as the P90s wheel in several new machines and place three on each of the four walls.
"Well I'm sorry you feel compelled to do stuff for me, don't worry about it anymore okay, I wouldn't want to be a burden for you." Anne begins to walk to the group.
"You're not listening, dammit, its not a burden its what I want, I just want, I mean, I just want you to look at me and even just have a little of that, just acknowledge it and know I'm always there for you and that.." he's cut off.
"Like I said, don't worry about it, I don't want a friend who is expecting something in return for being a friend." Anne walks off.
"If you are a friend you do just expect that from your friend in return. You expect them to have your back because you know you always have theirs. To feel as though your always someones best friend but to not get that in return, well I've lived with that before, I know what that's like to just be that guy who's always there for someone and in return you feel as though no one is there for you. I guess I just thought, or hoped you were different. But your not, and I know that now, but here's what you need to know; you keep pushing away or ignoring your friends, you don't even give them the smallest things, the tiniest acknowledgments of my existence let alone the things I do for you or the way I treat you? Well then the next time you need me to catch you, I might not be there because you're making it clear that I don't need to be."
"I'll try and live with that." Anne walks away.
"Thanks friend." Ross walks over to the rest of the group.
"Are you two done?" Cipher makes the comment, "Good luck to both of you." The monitor shuts off.
"What did I miss? What's going on today?" Ross looks to Jim.
"Hit the floor!" Jim calls out and drops down.
"What? I'm already pretty much rock bottom Jim, what the hell are you talking about?" Ross looks around and everyone drops to floor around him, when suddenly a baseball strikes him in the chest knocking the air out of him and dropping him to the floor with the others.
Begin day 45.
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