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kat mikaelsen ([personal profile] riotgrrrls) wrote in [community profile] singillppl 2025-04-28 07:18 pm (UTC)

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The "motherfucker" and "pal" in question happens to be a teenage girl in overalls.

It's not like Kat's going to steal somebody else's shit from the lost and found or anything. The frog just caught her eye as she was rummaging around for her own stuff — it reminds her of something Swann might have. That’s the only reason she’d picked it up at all. God, she’s only been here for, what, like a couple of hours now? And she misses her friends so, so much. It feels like she's never going to see them again. Maybe she won't.

It's — ugh, she's fucking crying over this stupid paperweight. If this little glass frog had a nickel for every time this has happened... well. You know.

Anyway, when some old dude comes at her with the "hey pal" shtick, it rubs her so entirely in the wrong way that she almost wants to turn and yell at him, to flip him off, to tell him to go fuck right off into the blizzard already, but she doesn't do any of those things, because she doesn't want him to see her cry.

Instead she keeps staring at the frog, just sort of like willing the tears to suck back up into her eyes or something — which doesn't happen. But she sniffles and clears her throat and scowls and when she does turn to face him, she's pale and red-nosed and watery-eyed but it is very cold out there, so who can blame her?

“Here.” She plunks it down into his open hand and immediately looks back down at the other stuff on the table. "I wasn't going to take it."

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