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[i][u]Location[/u]:[/i] Motel Room > Kitchen
[i][u]Interacting With[/u]: Jay [@McHaggis], Mia, Andy [@Roosan][/i]
[i][u]Mentions of[/u]: Cody, Malcolm, Tish[/i][/center]
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"Looks more like a Kevin to me, Tish!" 

The other girl was gone before Glo could get a reaction, and her meager smile shifted and fell as words met the back of her head. Gloria fought an exasperated sigh as the plans of playing it safe and staying in seemed to fall through. Of course she should have expected this. Teenagers were teenagers no matter the circumstances, and keeping them all in would result in a hideous case of cabin fever, spread around six bodies. She shifted through the crowd carefully, reaching for her bag again to rip her photo album from the darkness. She couldn't think, so she needed something to curb her attention, keep her thinking. Her mind rolled thoughtlessly, flipping through various plots and plans as she leafed through the glossy pages of her album. Memories from the past few weeks smiled up at her, and the warmth of positive energy warmed her fingertips and her attention returned to the others. Plots, plans, plots, plans.

Gloria knew it was dangerous to step out in a large group, but it would probably be even more thoughtless to let them rot away behind a motel door. She closed the photo album and her eyes, sighing. These weren't little kids she was dealing with, her mind whispered, everyone was old enough to care for themselves. They needed freedom; fresh air and leg room. They needed to [i]not[/i] be in fear of being found, because that worrying thought could be responsible for killing all of them if they dwelled on it for too long. 

Her head was swimming and she felt a pang of guilt and pity for poor Jay, who probably had to sit and bath in her whirring brain waves. Gloria stood again and turned to the others, hands pressing hard into her hips, so much so that she felt bruises spring from her own finger tips. The regular, slight flash of magic she felt flipped once, twice over her, and then she smiled. Her legs felt gelled already from under use, and as Jay's sudden interest in heading out to a mall or a store came into light she pointed dramatically his way and nodded. "Jay-Jay's got a good idea, and even though I said we should do something 'safe' earlier..." Her hips swiveled, and her head fell back to stare at Andy with dubious, curious eyes, "It's probably best to not keep everyone locked up in here."

The motel room seemed to groan around her words after that. Her eyes turned to the bathroom for a moment before turning to Mia, gaze hard and furious. She continued on idly, "Cabin fever is real, as evident by lovely Miss Mia over here, and some fresh air never hurt anyone." She pressed back against a wall, hands crossing over her chest casually. She let her eyes settle on Cody, and then Malcolm, taking into account each teen's way of handling life and stressful situations, remembering each bad thing that could happen if all of them stepped out into the world, and then she purred, "Of course, if some people want to stay in they're free too-- but going for a walk or some shit wouldn't be too bad." [i]As long as we stay inconspicuous.[/i] Glo lifted a finger to point at Andy, much like a college professor who was calling on a or, unsuspecting student to answer a question, and shot him a surprisingly nervous grin. Her face was hot as she realized she had rambled on too easily.

"You got final call, though, [i]chico[/i]. What say you?"