A Warehouse Called George - Friday Morning

[badassprodigy]

It wasn't often that Barry actually fell asleep on his own. When he woke up this morning he was face down on his work area and his face leaning against a circuit board which had left imprints across forehead.

Blinking hard, he tried to shake off the hazy feeling of sleep and get back to the work in front of him...

Only to realize he didn't know what he needed to do. For the first time since he was very very young, he couldn't instantly understand the components in front of him and how they needed to be assembled for the project he was working on for-

For...

Jesse! Right. It was for Jesse.

Barry blinked a few times now realizing that something was very different. Now longer was his mind racing from thought to thought. Instead of endlessly calculating probabilities and possibilities and considering some of his many experiments... he was just there.

"What the fuck is happening?"

Of course he could still swear like crazy but for once his brain wasn't spinning him up like it usually was.

In fact he couldn't instantly recall anything that had happened for the last week. Or month. Or year.

"Oh."

He sat there looking around the room and almost grinned.

"So. This is what it feels like."

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[somethingwithturquoise]

Meanwhile, Summer almost couldn't stop thinking of conversations she might have. So many questions that might finally unlocked! She grinned a little as she worked.

"Honestly," she said, "I'd probably instigate a downhill conversation just to wind up in a T. Swift song."

There was a bit more tapping and transferring with a faint grin plastered on her face a moment longer before she glanced back over, with the smile now tinged with a little concern.

"But," she ventured, "other than the...um, quiet, I guess, do you feel okay? Anything else different?"

[badassprodigy]

"I'm... hungry?"

He shook his head. "I'm at a complete loss of what to do. I'm a little afraid. But honestly, I feel like I just got off a crazy roller coaster."

He took a deep breath. "I feel like I have clarity but no focus. I don't know. It's so weird."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer's expression melted entirely into sympathy with that, as she handed Barry back his phone.

"Quiet can be a lot to handle when you're not used to it," she said, since she didn't have a million jobs (or just the three) for nothing. "But at least the hungry party's easy to solve. And maybe the not knowing what to do part, too. Since you're not fixated on trying to triangulate the meaning of life from randomly appearing brooms or anything at the moment, we could maybe go check out the carnival? Definitely something to do."

[badassprodigy]

"Oh shit! Right. The carnival!" Barry said shaking his head. "I forgot-"

There was a pause there. A significant pause as a weird look of wonder and worry crossed his face.

"Well. That's a first."

He gave Summer and uneasy smile. "I forgot I'm having pies thrown at me today," Barry said offering his hand to her. "Want to come along? Eat fried food?"

And not analyze the amount of nutritional data while he ate it? That'll be a first too.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer had been watching those expressions on Barry's face with careful curiosity, offering a soft smile back when he held out his hand and she took it.

"I'd love to," she said.

And then that smile shifted to a distinct grin.

"Think we'll get caught if we made out in the Tunnel of Love or at the top of the ferris wheel?"

[badassprodigy]

Barry's ears turned a nice tint of red at the suggestion. Some things were not related to his big brain.

"Oh. Probably," Barry laughed as he gave her hand a little squeeze. "Which honestly at this point is probably something the island would do to us just to mess with us."

He then gave Summer a sly grin.

"You think we'd get in trouble for sending inappropriate pictures to celebrity phones?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

Okay, so, that was totally a test, and Summer felt at least some relief that his response to it more or less tracked.

"I think that depends," she grinned easily back, "on the celebrity. But we've got time to figure it out."

[badassprodigy]

"All right. For now we'll keep the contact list to ourselves and for our own amusement. Later on we'll send a list of celebrities we don't like to Jeremy. He'll want to send pictures of his junk," he said with a smirk and nodded his head to the door. "C'mon. There's fried food and places to get... uh.. stuck."

Yep. Ears were definitely red there.