Room 317- Saturday morning

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Sia sat in her room, sitting in front of the bay window she'd totally always had, gazing outside and looking pensive.

Her life was finally going right! She'd gotten treatment to remove her evil, blackmailing personality Mia from her brain, she was studying to be a doctor, and everything seemed right in her world. But she couldn't shake the feeling that that was all about to end terribly somehow.

And then, she smirked. Because her split personality had just come back, right this second, because it totally worked that way, right?


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[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

Howie Solo-Stark was out and about early this morning and he couldn't resist checking in on his best friend. "Hey, Sia," he said, adjusting the baseball cap that made it clear that he was a boy. "How's the medical studying going?"

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"It's going good," Mia said with a deceptive smile. "How are you? Any deep personal secrets you want to share?"

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"I have these compromising photos of me with an up and coming pop star after his recent concert," Howie said, pulling up that album on his phone. "But that's it right now."

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"Could you send those to me?" Mia asked. "I'd like to use them for my phone wallpaper."

Not suspicious at all!

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"Only because you're my bestie, Sia, and I trust you won't misuse them at all," Howie said.

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"I never would do anything to hurt you, Howie," Mia said. "You know how long I yearned to regain everyone's trust after my villainous split personality Mia ruined my life and those of everyone around me."

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"Don't say that name. I don't even want to hear it. Not after... the incident," Howie pleaded.

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"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to remind you of how she- how I completely ruined your life," Mia said. "Oh, I have so much repenting to do!"

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"No, Sia, don't put it on yourself. You weren't you, you were her," Howie said. "People understand."

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"That's right. I was her," Mia said, a far away look in her eyes. "You really think everyone's forgiven me? Everyone?"

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"Yeah, of course," Howie lied. Look, he loved his cousin Sia, but if she embarrassed herself badly enough, that was one Skywalker heiress he wouldn't have to handle more personally down the line. "Would I ever lie to you?"

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"No, never," Mia said. "And I'd especially never lie to you. We're in this together."

Whatever 'this' was.

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"That's why we have these friendship bracelets," Howie said, holding his wrist up. It even said 'BFF'. Wasn't that adorable?

It would make the inevitable betrayal so much worse.

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Mia held up her wrist, grateful to see that yes, it was actually on.

"I'm so glad I have you in my life, Howie," Mia said.

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"I really don't know what I'd do without you, Sia," Howie said. "Well, besides not get into weird life and death situations. But that would be boring."

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"There's nothing wrong with a couple life and death situations," Mia said. "Keeps the heart beating."

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"Until it doesn't," Howie pointed out ominously.

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Music swelled from somewhere, and Sia looked off camera evilly for a minute.

Commercials, and all.

[fly-so-serious.livejournal.com]

Jeffy Maroe, ex-star running back and recent paraplegic, wheeled his wheelchair into her room.

"Hello, Sia!" he said with a wave. Even though they hadn't ever been seen on-screen together before. "How are you today? I'm..."

The forced cheerfulness drained from his face, and he hung his head in his hands and sobbed. "Oh, I'm so broken!"

The motion knocked his phone -- which wasn't password-protected and contained pictures of the whole football team drinking, doing drugs, having sex, and robbing a liquor store -- off his lap and onto the floor.

[notconflicted]

"Oh, there, there," she said, going to pay his shoulder just because it put her closer to his phone.

That was all she had. Mia wasn't a very sympathetic personality.

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"Oh, thank you!" Jeffy cried. "You've always been such a good friend! Such a good, good friend..." He turned big puppy-dog eyes on Sia. "I'm sooo lonely..."

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"A good way to help that is to tell me all your secrets," Mia said seriously, neatly kicking his phone under her bed till she could officially steal it.

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"I don't have any secrets!" Jeffy protested. "Aside from the love child I have with our rivals' head cheerleader, but a few people already know about that one!"

[notconflicted]

"Like who?" Give her something, Jeffy. Besides the phone.

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"I... I don't know if I can really open up to you," Jeffy told her. "I don't feel comfortable with it. We're not close enough."

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"Yes we are," Mia laughed. "Don't be silly. You can tell me everything."

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"No, I mean I want to share things with you," Jeffy tried, with big sad puppy dog eyes.

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"So share them." ALL SHE WANTED WAS YOUR SECRETS.

[fly-so-serious.livejournal.com]

"DAMN YOU, LEGS!" Jeffy cried. "I never had any problems picking up chicks before the tragic helicopter accident!"

[nobloodymessiah.livejournal.com]

Eleanor chose exactly that moment to drape herself chicly in the doorway to Sia's room.

"Can I ask you about something ... confidential?" she asked in a low voice.

[notconflicted]

Ooh, secrets.

"Of course," Mia said. "What did you want to tell me?"

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"It's more a request," Eleanor admitted, smiling at her dear friend Sia that she'd never been onscreen with before. She was newly cast; they were probably childhood friends or something. The writers hadn't bothered to look it up. "I hope you understand this is very private. I ... didn't know who else I could ask."

Other than her massive extended Skywalker clan, obviously.

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"Of course. What did you need to ask?" Hopefully it was something amazing, and blackmailable.

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Eleanor dropped her eyes as she slinked into the room, careful to shut the door behind her.

"Listen, I -- I'm not an addict," she said firmly. "I can quit any time I want. It's these shows in Europe, they're tiring me out, and I just ... started with a little caffeine here and there, you know, to keep me awake?"

Entirely innocent, Sia. Really.

[notconflicted]

Ooh, this was just what she wanted to hear.

"Of course. Who hasn't tried a little caffeine now and then?" Mia said encouragingly.

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"Everyone!" Eleanor insisted, so pleased that Sia understood. "It's just what you do in Europe! They're not as provincial as we are here in the States!"

Eleanor put a hand against her face and sighed. "I don't know what I'm going to do," she admitted. "I could only bring a few on the plane -- you know how strict they are on international flights."

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"I'm sure someone would be able to get you more. If you asked nicely," Mia told her.

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"Do you know someone?" Eleanor asked, lowering her voice. "I can ask very nicely."

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Mia leaned in, conspiratorially. "I think you might be able to talk to Cade to solve your problems."

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Eleanor's eyes lit up. She reached to grasp one of Sia's hands.

"Thank you," she said. "How can I ever thank you?"

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"Oh," Mia said. "I'm sure I'll come up with something."