Groovy Tunes, Thursday
Lottie had managed to stumble her way into the wrong bathroom this morning before work, dealing a painful blow to her fragile adolescent sense of self. So when she was rummaging through the supply closet at Groovy Tunes and found a little pot of glittery nail polish, she decided it was time to over compensate and girly the fuck up.
Which would be why she was perched on the check out desk, painting glittery streaks over her toe nails (and lets be real, most of the rest of her foot as well), with her phone tucked between her shoulder and her ear as she gossiped with Mildred back home.
"Bright pink," she said. "Electric pink. In streaks all the way around my hair. It'd be well amazin!"
"Is that -- Lottie, are you listening to Ariana Grande?"
"I dunno, probably." Lottie tilted her head to admire her sparkly toes. "The video is about pashing at the end of the world."
"Since when do you think about pashing?" Mildred gasped. "LOTTIE DO YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND?"
Lottie's eyes went wide. "Is that what I'm s'posed to do next? Noooooooo!"
[eh I dunno, three I Nevers for the price of one! Open!]
Which would be why she was perched on the check out desk, painting glittery streaks over her toe nails (and lets be real, most of the rest of her foot as well), with her phone tucked between her shoulder and her ear as she gossiped with Mildred back home.
"Bright pink," she said. "Electric pink. In streaks all the way around my hair. It'd be well amazin!"
"Is that -- Lottie, are you listening to Ariana Grande?"
"I dunno, probably." Lottie tilted her head to admire her sparkly toes. "The video is about pashing at the end of the world."
"Since when do you think about pashing?" Mildred gasped. "LOTTIE DO YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND?"
Lottie's eyes went wide. "Is that what I'm s'posed to do next? Noooooooo!"
[eh I dunno, three I Nevers for the price of one! Open!]