I really enjoyed the moment when Connie takes a moment to compose herself as she’s worried about her mother running late to pick her up. She takes a deep breath before her mother shows up at the house.
It seems “Here Comes a Thought” from Mindful Education has taken effect on Connie’s mindset whenever her anxiety gets the best of her.
Compare that to Alone Together, when it overtakes her (as she’s fused into Stevonnie) during the warehouse rave party, throwing the audience into her mental state.
Character growth, even in the smallest ways, is one reason why I really love the show.
Text @ Harmony, Mia, Alex, Alec, Tristan, Erik, and Aaron:
For those of you whose 'secret' may be slightly less then true, if you chose to 'tell your partner your secret', you must tell it as if it is true. You will not be allowed to explain that it was not true for three days, and obviously, they may or may not believe that then.
What do you get when you combine a swingers meet and greet with an industrial setting?
You get a warehouse party.
And that’s where we went recently.
Let me set the stage. This warehouse is in a seedy neighborhood with razor wiring on top of the 20 foot fence surrounding the parking lot.
So, sure, let’s arrive there at 11:00 on a Saturday night.
At least, that’s one of the reasons we always stayed away from the place. But none of our friends felt like it was a problem, so after much discussion we went to our first warehouse party.
There are some positive aspects to a private club. It’s byob, so no need to worry about what your tab is going to be at the end of the night. It’s private so if you want to see some casual nudity, there’s a good chance of that.
And there’s also some private rooms, which some people might (and did) find fun.
But mostly, you mingle and dance and talk with some amazing and sexy people.
We had a great time. We didn’t go into the private room. We peeked in, but I don’t think that it’s quite our scene.
The next one is in a couple of weeks. We might go back.
“So, what do you think of this so far?” he asked with a grin as he looked around, “I mean I wish I could figure out how who’s throwing it, but they’ve definitely done a good job of setting this place up for a party.”
in maryland, they stop at a 24-hour diner in baltimore and a bunch of
rowdy looking street punks crash their table to invite them to a
warehouse party that johns hopkins students are throwing just a little past the
notorious art kid-filled copycat building. henry is practically falling asleep in the
booth but mention of a skate ramp and bonfire and a dancefloor wake him
right up and they agree to go because why the hell not – and it’s
everything they were promised and more. gansey gets drunk and kisses a
frat boy who looks a whole lot like declan lynch while henry and blue
dance with the same girl between both of their bodies (her name is
mikaela and she’s a printmaking major but what really matters is that
she’s warm and giggly and more than happy to be in the middle of a
in pennsylvania, they drive through expansive rural farmlands that are
lush and green and the air smells sweet and crisp. they stay in an old
colonial-style cottage that’s said to be haunted and stay awake all
night pretending to film their own spoof episode of ghosthunters. the
only problem is that blue actually can kind of feel something
even though she can’t see anything, and henry is freaked out of his
mind at the thought; gansey pretends it’s noah and proceeds on as usual.
they end up with some entirely hilarious voice recordings of henry
admitting that he’s actually highkey scared of old haunted houses while
blue tries to sound way more chill than she actually feels and gansey
rambles on about electromagnetic fields and energies.
in nebraska, they roll through omaha and stay at an airbnb owned by a
kid named ricky with bright hazel eyes and a cute crooked smile who has a
huge map of the US on his wall filled with pins of roadtrips he’s taken
in the past. he tells them all about the one that he’s planning up to
canada henry is beyond thrilled to geek out about vancouver a bit. they
buy a bottle of patron from the liquor store across from ricky’s house
for only $14 (gansey is blown away by how cheap it is to buy liquor
here?!) and make margaritas and drink them in an inflatable pool in
ricky’s yard. the room they sleep in has blankets draped from the
ceiling and christmas lights strung around the walls and a nintendo 64
in the corner with a tupperware bin full of games. they play mario party
2 until it’s nearly one in the morning before all passing out in a pile
on the queen-size mattress that takes up most of the floor.
in colorado, they stop at a strange little cantina nestled in the mountains that has the best salsa blue has ever tasted and real cowboys sit in the booth opposite theirs. blue spends the entire meal trying to eavesdrop on them while gansey gives henry a thorough history of how cantinas came to be. henry steals more than a few sips of the beer gansey ordered with a fake i.d. that ronan dreamt him up and may or may not get quite buzzed when gansey orders a glass of over-proof bourbon for him; blue watches amusedly as henry gets increasingly more handsy and affectionate with gansey. by the time they finish eating and get back in the car, blue’s stuck driving because henry insists that he and gansey have to snuggle in the backseat, they just have to, okay?
in utah, they spend a few days in the uinta national forest to camp and
explore a bit. while searching for a good place to pitch their tent and
build a fire, they come across a group of train hopping kids who’ve been
camping near a little creek. blue is instant friends with a girl who
introduces herself as cosma; they start weaving little crowns from the
long strands of grass and weeds while chatting about the stars. gansey
strikes up an intellectual conversation with this stoned kid named
sequoia and impresses him with tales of welsh kings. henry plops down
besides a girl who’s doodling flowers and britney spears lyrics into a
beat-up sketchbook. she calls herself sprout; henry proceeds to call her
lentil and alfalfa and every type of sprout he can think of and she
laughs and laughs and laughs. they all build a fire together that night and smoke a little weed while sitting around it - they toast marshmellows over the fire and talk about love and blue braids cosma’s hair and they all howl like wolves at the night sky and sing silly songs to the moon til the sun paints the morning sky a dusty pink.
Watching both her ex-fling and her one night stand pair up together for a round of truth and dare was enough to send Victoria fleeing towards the refreshment table. “I don’t think there’s enough alcohol here to make this night bearable,” she huffed as someone joined her by the table, the brunette pouring herself another glass of alcohol.
Mason wasn’t really that worried about himself when it came to this game of truth or dare. Although, he was worried about the people around him. It wasn’t that he wanted his secret out, but he felt as though some of the people he cared about may have had worst secrets. Mason looked around and then spotted Charles. Walking over to the other boy, he was thankful that he had at least been paired with someone that he knew. “You know, Julliard might have been one of my biggest regrets. I should have gone to Europe for school. New York hasn’t been good for me in most aspects.” Mason said, trying to test the waters.
“I can certainly say I was never threatened at my last school. Your anonymous gash has some balls, at least.” Ren rolled her eyes, pressing a shoulder into the cool wall of the warehouse. It was better to pass the time with conversation, at least, or so she believed.
Connor cursed under his breath as the texts came in seemingly to everyone at once, just as murmurs had started that the doors to the warehouse were locked. He honestly felt like he should have seen it coming, the stupid gossip blog had been quiet for too long. He never should have trusted that to last. Still, he looked back down at his phone, and the choice he had been ‘assigned’ for what was apparently only the beginning of the stupid blog’s games.
‘Answer this to your partner: Out of the people in this room, who would you trust the most with your life, and who would you trust the least? Or, do your best to do/say something that could break up one couple in the room.’
Well, there wasn’t much of a choice there. He didn’t exactly enjoy the idea of answering the question, but he wasn’t going to let the stupid blog make him hurt someone else. Honestly, he’d rather scream to the whole world that he had brain damage then do that. He supposed that the only thing to do now was find Brendon. He began pushing his way through the panicking people until he spotted the younger boy and motioned to him to head a little away from the crowd. “So, ah, I guess we just do this? I’m gonna answer the question. What about you?”
“This always happens.” Aleksi said with a sigh, staring at the still-locked doors in front of him. “I don’t know why I ever bother to expect that something like this will actually go the way it’s supposed to do. This is such a mess.”
Harmony felt a sense of panic when she looked down at her phone. She was beyond sick of the Gossip Blog and her tricks. Although she knew that Connor would believe her, she didn’t want another rumour about her being spread around the school. She had far too much to deal with. She began to walk around before eventually finding Caleb. Harmony took a deep breathe, knowing it was just better to try to get this thing over with. “Looks like we are all playing a good old fashion game of truth or dare.”
Connor sighed as he looked down at the latest text that he had received from ‘B’.
‘Truth - What is the most humiliating thing that has ever happened to you? Or dare - Tell your partners your secret.‘
Honestly, he wasn’t sure which one he would rather do this time. He had the feeling B had overestimated how far he’d be willing to go to hide his secret. Sure, there were a few select people he’d rather it not get back to, but he wasn’t all that attached to no one ever finding out. Maybe he would see what his partners went with, and just go along with them. If they spilled the secret, he’d back them up too, if they told their most humiliating moment, he would was well. He walked around the room until he spotted one of the girls and motioned for them to step off to the side. “Are you ready for this?” he asked, “Honestly, I don’t even know which one to do.”
Aleksi closed his eyes and took in several deep breaths as he tried to calm himself down. He had all but signed up for this and he knew it. He had been out, in a nice, normal, public school, and he talked his parents into sending him back here so that he could be with Sydney. Now he just had to deal with what else came with that choice. There was no way he was letting everyone find out what the blog knew about him, but he also didn’t want to be made to hurt anyone else. He looked back down at the choice he had been given.
‘Tell your partner what your biggest insecurity is, or intentionally spill a drink that will stain on someone’s clothes.’
Right. He could do that. Couldn’t he? Only, what actually was his biggest insecurity? He had more issues then even he could count. Still, if he could just figure out what to say, he could do it. Charlie hadn’t exactly been great to him in the past, but it was better then the blog spilling his secret to everyone. He moved along the outskirts of the crowd, too nervous to deal with that many people pressing against him, and eventually he spotted her and cautiously walked up. “So, um, did you, did you get the text too?” he asked carefully.
Kathryn could feel the panic beginning to rise in her body. She questioned how the Gossip Blog had gotten her number or how it had come to the conclusion that it had. All she knew was that she couldn’t have people thinking that she was pregnant. Kathryn knew she especially couldn’t have someone tell Charles that she was, because she didn’t need that kind of drama in her life. She could feel the panic growing as she failed to find Ethan. Looking around, she began to shake. She knew she needed to find him, and she knew she had to do it fast. Kathryn just hoped that he was looking for her too.
Mia let out an annoyed sigh at her phone. She wasn’t really into high school games but she also didn’t want to know what would happen if she didn’t play along. Looking around, she spotted Ryan and walked over to him. “This entire night is bullshit.” Mia said, downing the rest of her drink. She looked all around before returning her attention to Ryan. She waited for him to respond, wanting to make sure he had actually received the same text as well. This whole thing was a huge mess.