>>6003264You take another deep breath and ruthlessly tamp down on all that emotional crap which Judy would insist on talking over with you at length and in excrutiating detail.
You are a tranquil pool... you remember all that aura stuff Jean was gushing over after those talks with Gareth.
In and out. Breathe.
"You sure you don't want a drink?" Holly asks with some concern.
"...That probably wouldn't hurt." You concede as you focus on breathing-
-And whoa, did the sun just come up behind you or-
You look towards Fie's room and see a silhouette that completely destroys your focus and has you blushing all the harder and feeling even more warm and uncomfortable in unmentionable places.
Fortunately, Gareth comes out of his room, looking marginally more composed, before giving you an odd look.
"Now's probably not a good time for meditating." He advises, taking a seat opposite you.
"Seems that way." You agree, before Holly brings tea.
Left without the option to calm the fuck down, you opt for distraction instead, bringing out Sylveon and working on grooming her.
This is an involved enough process that after about fifteen minutes, you've forgotten all about what you were worked up over.
Then you get a text from Fie informing you she changed her mind on sleeping arrangements and that she'll be sharing with Alex.
"...You mind taking the couch, Gareth?" You ask at length.
He gives you an odd look, before coughing as you show him the message.
"Ah, no. No, that's er... that's fine." He says, returning to his tea and grooming his Rowlet while Holly painstakingly grooms her Meowstic.
You don't talk much after that, before you and Holly excuse yourselves and go change in the spare room.
If she notices how out of sorts you are, she doesn't mention it instead, focusing on some psychic exercises with her Gardevoir before she goes to sleep while you get a head start on that.
