Truth Booth;

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❤ Truth Booth



Welcome to the Truth Booth, an innocuous-looking hut located not too far from the house, though you have to pass through a rather dense copse of palm trees and you can only make this journey with one other person.

Completely at odds with the outward appearance, the inside of the hut has white tiled floors and an almost clinical appearance. Those wishing to test their compatibility for the week must clasp hands and stand in the center of the room, where they will be scanned to determine whether they are (or not) a Perfect Match. Facing them is a screen displaying their Highly Flattering Pictures and when the scanning is complete, the truth will also flash on their screen.

So step right up. It's the only way to know for sure.

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[comelately]

[ well... there it is. For some reason, he doesn't feel all that happy about it, even though, theoretically, this is what he'd been hoping for. He lets go of Milla's hand if she'll let him, not wanting to linger too much. Again - ironically - he doesn't want to make it weird. ]

... If only I'd talked to you sooner.

[ despite everything, he does sound a little remorseful when he mumbles that under his breath. Maybe this could have been something. It's too late now, though. He reminds himself it doesn't matter - none of this matters... just the end. ]

Well, we did it. Thanks.

[souperb]

[ ... yeah, there it is. she stares at the screen as if it isn't there, her eyes narrowing at the words for a brief second. that's confirmation... she supposes. confirmation that she can't really ask anything more of johnny, and if he wants to let go of her hand she'll let him go without much fight.

but the rest... ]

Would it have changed anything?

[ she asks that without much thinking, and without looking at johnny. real glad there's the shimmering golden bubbles to focus on. it makes it easier to say that in a way that's detached. despite the million things She Could Say. you know, her specialty.

with all the perfect matches she's observed... this is a way different mood. which she expected. ]

—No, nevermind. [ that was probably too cold, even for her. she looks at him properly this time. ] I don't know what you're thanking me for, but... Good luck with everything.

[ a pause, and then: ]

Ah, wait. You thought it's weirder when I was nice, didn't you? [ she'll try a little harder to make this normal. ] You're going to get your wish, which is what matters in the end, isn't it? So you'd better not mess up what comes after, Johnny Joestar.

[ like they messed this up! though she doesn't think of it that way. in the end this is where they ended up, and she's not going to disrespect anyone by looking back from that. herself included.

this is the end of it. ]