Most people would consider that as an insult.
That's their concern, not mine.
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@brooklynzoey
Most people would consider that as an insult.
That's their concern, not mine.
Different can be really good.
Yeah, I suppose so.
You look so.. Brooklyn.
It took up a lot of time, I see. You’re sure that there is nothing more?
Oh, yeah, no. It was.. More than one painting. That's why. I was feeling inspired.
It's all good. How are you? Everything okay?
Coffeeshop and technology | open
Zoey had left the house about an hour ago, once some of her grandma's guests had arrived. She still didn't know what they always did (Knitting? Gossiping? Eating? Probably a mix of those three), but her grams had people over almost every day to 'socialize', and Zoey had learned soon enough that she didn't want to hear anything that the old people said.
She'd been trying to look up some more things about her parents lately, and even though there was barely anything she'd found, except their names, there were still a few sentences and thought bubbles on her word doc. It was mostly just a document with Zoey's anger all over it, wondering why she was adopted, and why no one had ever told her, but there were a few valuable things on it as well.
And then her laptop crashed. Well, it shut down after heating up a lot and making some weird noises. Zoey had been in the middle of using her laptop as her diary though, and she didn't want to lose the page and a half she'd written so far. "No, no, no.. Come on," she said desperately to the inanimate object, softly tapping it with her fingers as if that would make it work again.
"Please work", she went on, firmly pushing a few buttons and waiting for a response from the laptop that never came. "You've got to be kidding me." The last thing she needed right now was a broken computer.
Good to know.
Why do you say that the way that villains always say things in movies?
Sweetheart, you haven’t seen crazy.
And do whatever the fuck you like, it doesn’t stop you from being an idiot that doesn’t know when to fucking stop with the irritating jibes.
Don't call me sweetheart.
You know I'm really trying to listen to you but all I hear is bullshit, so I'm just gonna leave now.
That’s me. And you’re Zoey, right?
Um, yeah, that's me. You look.. different.
It’s okay, I get it. Nothing. It’s just a headache. I swear the universe hates me at the moment. I’m in enough pain as it is and now I have a killer headache on top of that.
Well is there anything I can do? Have you tried taking some Advil?
Oh, no. I’m not dissing. I think she’s lovely. I just don’t really dig country.
Oh, me neither, but ever since her last CD I really wouldn't categorize her as 'country' anymore.
How are you doing Z? It’s been a long time.
I'm good, though I've been MIA lately, sorry. I was doing.. this painting and it took up a lot more time than expected.
Jesus christ, you're crazy!
I hope you realize I can press charges for this.
Fine, fine. I’ll dance with you.
Good! Shake it off, I'd say.
Good to know.
Oh? Why's that? Are you a fan too?
I am not in the mood to be fucked with. Either shut up, or I’ll slap you and i’ll make sure it hurts.
Oh please, I'm not trying to fuck with you, you're not that important.
Big fan, huh?
Kind of. It's my guilty pleasure.
I’m not really a radio listening kind of girl.
Or a tv, internet or music-in-the-shops kind of girl? Come on Vi, dance with me.
"Is that the kind of shit you listen to?”
Personally I don't think it's shit, but yes.