don't break, don't break my heart...
Who: Hester Shaw, Jan Valentine, OPEN
What: This isn't exactly My Fair Lady but damnit if she's not trying
Where: Lunchroom
When: Thursday, during lunch break
Warnings: you know those two by now, you know what to expect
Lunch rooms are like a gallery of judging faces if you're in the wrong state of mind and heart. The person with the tray has to pass the eyes of those seated and they watch you, weighing, looking for flaws. The murmuring sea of background noise sounds like it's all about you and all bad stuff....Hester, however, only cared about one person's opinion. She'd cut off the little handle things on the black and mint green top she'd gotten at that garish all black store in the mall with Ms. Feng. She did not understand the point of jeans that came with rips and bleaching already on them, considering most of her jeans were like that already naturally, but she was assured by the terrified looking clerk (the same one that talked to his friends about staring into the abbyss).
The most important and mortifying addition, however, was the new bra Anna practically had to march her to buy (rather than her original plan of simply stealing it, thus avoiding the cashier).
And there he was, hunched and joking over his greasy fries. "Yo." She said, sliding in next to Jan as casually as she could.
What: This isn't exactly My Fair Lady but damnit if she's not trying
Where: Lunchroom
When: Thursday, during lunch break
Warnings: you know those two by now, you know what to expect
Lunch rooms are like a gallery of judging faces if you're in the wrong state of mind and heart. The person with the tray has to pass the eyes of those seated and they watch you, weighing, looking for flaws. The murmuring sea of background noise sounds like it's all about you and all bad stuff....Hester, however, only cared about one person's opinion. She'd cut off the little handle things on the black and mint green top she'd gotten at that garish all black store in the mall with Ms. Feng. She did not understand the point of jeans that came with rips and bleaching already on them, considering most of her jeans were like that already naturally, but she was assured by the terrified looking clerk (the same one that talked to his friends about staring into the abbyss).
The most important and mortifying addition, however, was the new bra Anna practically had to march her to buy (rather than her original plan of simply stealing it, thus avoiding the cashier).
And there he was, hunched and joking over his greasy fries. "Yo." She said, sliding in next to Jan as casually as she could.