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Milennium Park, Chicago.

August 26th.  Around 1 PM

 

The Cloud Gate.  The g-d Cloud Gate.  It had been the big reason that Corinne wanted to come, well that and Sue at the Fields museum.  She looked upon it rapturously, her fingers gliding over the surface.  "It's... beautiful."  Turning her head, as she looked at Hannah, under from under her straw pork pie hat, before she went back to gazing at it.  She was dressed lightly for the hot, somewhat stifling Chicago summer.  A denim vest over her Joy Division Unknown Pleasures shirt, and a skirt that matched the vest, and a pair of canvas sneakers.

 

It was easy to tell that works of art could pretty much derail Corinne, as much as food could.

 

She had been slightly anxious, about asking Hannah if she could swing by for a weekend in Chicago.  Her folks had swept through, she was contending with getting ready for of the start of the school year, and she needed away from Freedom City.  From Claremont.  From that.  And, well Hannah was the closest thing she had to a friend.  She had a hard time gauging it, so Hannah was her friend.  That was that.  It felt good to have one, after being devoured by dance for so long.

"This is just... wow."

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"It is pretty cool." Hannah admitted. She'd seen it before, numerous times. There was, however, always something about people seeing something for the first time that gave you a new appreciation for it. Art was something Hannah and Corrine had in common. That, and food. Hannah did like to eat. As her somewhat pudgy stomach reminded her on occasion. Why she couldn't be like seemingly every other girl like Claremont and have a flat tummy. She had no answer for that. 

 

Hannah was wearing a baggy t-shirt and a pair of long legged shorts. They really weren't all that flattering, but most of her wardrobe wasn't flattering. Few people paid enough attention to care. 

 

"Chicago is just, weird. I dunno. It's one of those things, you know? They call it the 'city of the big shoulders'. Well, by 'they' I mean one guy who wrote a poem about it. There's a reason we stick to the suburbs, though." She was grateful that Corrine was around. Usually. Her friend was somewhat flighty, but yet, she was sincere. Sincerity impressed Hannah most of all.

 

"Could get a hot dog. Ooo, or some pizza. Deep dish. Just filled with meat and cheese and sauce and all that stuff we're probably not supposed to eat."

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It was not something Corinne saw everyday.  And something that Hannah had seen from the 'flightly' blonde.  Corinne got distracted by things, it was true.  Pretty things, complicated thing, especially art, they fascinated her.

 

Hannah had seen her friend and roommate zone out enough times drawing, painting, dancing, or just listening to music.  She seemed to never really sleep, or at least she was up when Hannah went to bed, and when she woke up.

 

So she didn't hear Hannah's suggestions immediately.  Then there was a blink, as her surroundings snapped back into place, and she blinked.  Taking a few steps away, her hand leaving the statue.  "Foooooooood... Oh, I picked up tickets to a show later tomorrow, if that's okay?  For both of us..."  Her head still turned to look at the Cloud Gate as she walked closer to her diminutive friend.

 

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"That sounds cool." Hannah smiled. She'd never really had many chances to truly experience Chicago, not like this. The city had an unsavory reputation, but she doubted there was much threat to either of those. Hannah was confident that her powers were more than enough protection.

 

"So, Chicago style pizza?" She asked. "I mean, it sounds treasonous to say that I also like the stuff I've had in Freedom. Pretty sure that borrows from the New York style, but I've had a craving for deep dish. They're huge and just stuffed with...stuff." 

 

She wasn't the kind of person to be judgmental about things like food, but she had to admit she missed some of the things she could get in and around Chicago.  

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She managed to tear herself away from the Cloud Gate fully, it spoke to her on a deeper, spiritual level.  After all.  Then Corinne wheeled on Hannah, and pounced, the taller, willowy girl hugged at her shorter roommate and friend.  "Yay!"

 

Was it for the food, or going to the show with her?  It was hard to say. Likely both.  She liked food and music.  The experience Hannah had thus far was the girl constantly having headphones on when she wasn't needing to listen, so it was no surprise she wanted to catch a show.  She hugged and lifted Hannah up off her feet for a moment, before setting her back own.  "Pizza!  I heard hey have like multilayered kinds of Chicago pizza, is that true?  Is there Pizza Cake?  I want five."

 

There was a faint grumble from her belly.

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"How is it you eat way more than me but never gain any weight?" Hannah said jokingly while gazing down at her own tummy. "Oh yeah, you work out all the time. Yeah Chicago style is nice and layered. Lots of bad stuff. Meat and cheese and, mmm, I'm hungry. There are..." She glanced down at her phone, which she had been absentmindedly scanning. "Two places nearby, with a third a bit of a walk. Ready?" She smiled. "I don't mind walking if I'm going to eat that much."

 

This was a nice day, she decided. 

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Corinne hung onto her friend's shoulder, and just folded back on herself, her feet going to en pointe, knees bending ad she brought her self down and as her other hand swept up pressed the back of it against her forehead.   Adopting a comical swoon, where she rested none of her weight on Hannah despite the desperate clutch at her shoulder.  Knees finally buckling, and she arched her back further, becoming even more of caricature.  "You wound me!"

After a moment like this, she let go of Hannah's shoulder and collapse to the ground in a heap.

 

Then giggled from the floor.  "Not all the time.  I sleep, and go to classes!  And dance."  Bringing her legs up, she rolled back onto her shoulders, and then un-jack knifed hard, bringing her legs under herself moving her torso up as she sprung to her feet.

Spinning a bit, she canted her hips when she stopped, and looked at Hannah.  "To food!  If you've had any of them before let me know!  We'll go to the one you like best, otherwise... forward!"

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"Giordano's is closest, and good." She said. She hadn't had Chicago style pizza in quite a while, and was looking forward to it. "I know you don't work out all the time, you just work out a lot. I kinda wish I had the drive for it." She looked down and was grateful for baggy clothing. "If I ate like you do, I'd, well, I'd be in trouble." She swayed her hands and walked with Corinne. Her powers, and her control over them, gave her a sense of safety she rarely felt. There was almost nothing in Chicago that could threaten her, so she felt at ease.

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Corinne made a face, "It only seems to have gotten worse.  I mean, there is dance practice, and that's anywhere from four to six days a week.  Plus the other school requirements.  Fortunately, I get out of art and and PE, to accommodate that but..."  She trailed off, already thinking about the pizza, her hand going to her belly, before she moved towards her friend and hip checked her roommate and friend a little as she stepped alongside Hannah.

 

"I mean, I should be complaining about not sleeping, or something.  Or that you're smarter than I am when it comes to, like, most things."  Of course Corinne didn't think about threats, she never really did.  Even being outed being the daughter of one of the richest men in the world, who was also a superhero couldn't be a problem waiting to happen.

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Hannah rolled her eyes comically. "I mean yeah I do have good grades and I'm good at studying. You're just more athletic than me, prettier than me, more outgoing than me..." She shrugged. "It's okay, though, life's not a competition." She pulled out her phone and looked down. "Pizza is this way. Trust me, this stuff? Filling. Like, even you might not be able to eat a whole one. Maybe." 

 

She glanced down and sighed. "At least if I gained more weight I'd know where it went, you know?" She shrugged and kept walking. 

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"Do they have like Thai peanut sauce chicken pizza?  Or, hmmmm, Greek pizza?  Or... oh, oh, pineapple-pepperoni-peppers pizza?"  Her eyes lit up as she pondered the possibilities, never having had Chicago style pizza before.  Then she shimmied, and slide along the ground in an practiced motion.

 

"Well being bothered by on lookers kind of had to be fixed for the dancing thing.  And if you aren't out going then you don't get parts."  She looked at her friend and roommate, and then cupped her own chest, "Shah, mine would probably go to my thighs, none of the boys really look anywhere except your chest anyway..."  She scoffed, and dismissed such things.  Of course, if was strangely the one topic Corinne never really broached or seemed to be involved with.  Boys, dating, any of that.  Even if she seemed without anything resembling shame.  "I mean... I'd kinda want some weight there, but... it would make dancing really hard, yanno?"

 

So she pushed out her belly quite a bit, and hugged at it, rubbing it as she waddled along all frog like.  "Think it'd realistically end up here, huh, Hannah?"  Then she blew out her cheeks, and went cross-eyed as she moved ungainly, and started to do a funny voice, which was a b ad British impression, "Oi... fink be lookin' loike a spiiiii-dah, roight mate?"

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