Katchoo had felt justified in blowing most of her last paycheck on food for this party, because this was a girl who would eat half-raw macaroni and cheese if left to her own devices and you really didn't want her cooking. It helped to have a radio cohost who ran the diner and could be shamelessly self-modded and had the weirdest mushy soft spot
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So she was there with balloons and streamers and whatever the heck else, grateful that she hadn't accidentally dropped another jar of glitter into the air vents again.
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"Besides," she added with one last nudge to the table she was moving, "you're right. Francine deserves one hell of a festive party. Senior year, last birthday in Fandom, all that."
And with any luck, there wouldn't be public nudity involved.
Oh, $*@!, did you just jinx it, Chewie?
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"Are you guys leaving right after graduation?" Karla asked. "Or are you going to stick around for the rest of the summer, at least?"
She just kind of took it as a given that, whenever they left, they'd be going together.
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"Dunno." Katchoo, who also took it as a given, glanced around the common room with what could have been a brief, wistful smile if you squinted just right. "She --" by which she actually meant both of them -- "loves it here. I think we'll end up sticking around as long as possible."
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Not to say you were one, but . . . the accusation wasn't going to be made, internally or otherwise.
"It's gotta happen. People come and go, high school works that way. Because high school usually sucks," Katchoo said instead, gruffly, and adopted a slightly mocking tone as she sang in her rough voice, "It's the ciiiiiiiircle of liiiiiiiiiiiife."
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"Oh, right. I keep forgetting about that." Or maybe she'd just been a cynical little dumbass out of habit. "Consider that part of the education, then."
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"People you had things in common with at least?" she offered diffidently. "Lemme tell you the one big difference I've noticed between Fandom and most schools in my world. People actually give a shit about each other, sometimes. Not sayin' it's perfect, but stuff like last week happens and they go out and do something about it."
Like, say, be an idiot and get knocked unconscious. Arthur. But the sentiment was applicable anyway. "Goin' into your head like we did that time. Following people home on some insane hero mission. Go hang out in the hallway of any high school in this country, you'll see packs of idiot jocks hanging out picking on the nerds because it makes 'em feel big, cheerleaders being bitches to girls who won't make the cover of Cosmo, the math club tryin' to get the hell ( ... )
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Karla still didn't understand everything Katchoo was talking about (jocks? Cosmo?), but understood the sentiment just the same. "That's one of the reasons I do love it here," Karla said quietly. "If someone says they care for you, they don't turn away when you're asking for help."
And that brushed just a liiiittle to close to some issues she fully hadn't resolved, so she immediately smiled and teased, "Speaking of which, mind handing me some more balloons to hang?"
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