" huh? oh, no. it’s fine. i mean,
these j’s didn’t come cheap.
i might’ve used your card and
that’s all the generosity i really need. ”
alright, well, it’s called recycling and
it’s supposed to be good for the environment
or something. who knows, who cares?
her j’s are banging and that’s all that matters.
" ‘sides, i do all my in store shopping
on a special lil’ card i get from an ex.
it’s a little bitter, but still hella worth it. “
( she gives a brief nod, conveying little to
no reaction to the fact that the other used
the card. seriously -- she was just happy
to have money to spend. )
❝ kin'a bitter, but really funny. i
mean it clearly oughta be
worth it, 'specially if the card
gets you awesome clothes
like the ones you've got on
right now. ❞
( although, it's not as though harlow looks
horrible. in fact, she looks like the average
teenager. you'd hardly believe much of her
funds didn't go towards clothing if people
hadn't spread childish rumors pertaining to
her money situation. even so, her friend
has been gracious enough to lend her clothes
here & there upon request so she doesn't
always have to take such a large risk by
shoplifting. )
❝ how d'they not know you
have it, though ? the card,
i mean. you know. jus' for
future reference & all.❞
❝ ...i -- well, okay, thanks. ❞
( she actually means, it too. which is rare considering
that the word(s) ' thanks ' or ' thank you ' hardly
ever fall from her lips. even so, harlow is no doubt
still suspicious. but it doesn't stop her from taking it
because money is money. her dad sure as hell wasn't
going to provide these things for her as he should. so,
she'd take initiative & get them herself. sure, her best
friend would be happy to give her some of her clothing
items if she were to ask. heck, even her boyfriend might
be willing to actually purchase -- & not steal as he
normally would -- for her. but harlow disliked drawing
attention to her home & money situation. it always made
her feel shitty. )
❝ uh. hm. do you want me to
buy you something with it ?
i'll feel kin'a bad if i don't. ❞
( of course, not that bad. but
she feels weird not offering. )
❝ well if it counts for anything, i ain’t heard
anything bad about you. i don’t listen to
half the shit the kids ‘round here are
spittin’ out, though. they’re all dumb shits. ❞
( okay, so maybe he was one of those dumb shits,
but he’d like to think he wasn’t half as bad as half
the other kids around here. he might’ve been giving
himself too much credit, but he didn’t care. she seemed
like a clean slate, and hopefully he could get her to make
her own impression of him before anyone else got the chance to.
following her to the soda machine, he soon leaned against it,
his shoulder pressed to the cold plastic as he looked at her. )
❝ you’re lucky you found me. you look
far too nice for the kids here. they
would’ve eaten you alive. i’m glad
i seem nice, though. sorta’ a compliment. ❞
❝ yeah ? then this oughta be my
lucky day. an' you're tellin' me !
seems like most of 'em only got
half a brain. ❞
( of course, she realizes that this statement seems hypocritical
given the circumstances. but -- !! she had no time to study (not
with all of the partying she was doing), nor the will to do so. it
was difficult for her to focus in school, what with all of the talk
of things she did & didn't do. truthfully, most of it was blown way
out of portion. sure, she got into the occasional fight & sometimes
drank a little too much when out with friends (or, well, the four she
had) -- but who didn't ? in fact, harlow was almost sure it was
commonplace around here. it seemed only her group was belittled
for it. attention surrounded their every move, only pushing them to
desire to cause a scene far more than they had ever wished to
before. why not live up to some of the things that were being
said about them ? harlow & her friends thrived off of attention, but
her cheating was not meant to play into this. she actually wanted a
good grade, oddly enough.
once they reach the soda machine, the blonde makes sure to give
him an adequate amount of time to glance over the options. his
response causes a simper to form upon her lips as she idly plays
with the money resting in her palms. )
❝ well, i like to think 'm nice. i can
take care a' myself though. always
have, probably always will. i really
mean it though, 'bout the nice thing.
guess you are nice though since
you're lettin' me cheat jus' for a soda.
an', of course, a good grade.
hey, you already know
what y'want t' drink ? ❞
❝ dinner ain't half bad. 'less he
has extremely fancy taste.
speakin' of which...food doesn't
sound half bad right about now,
yeah ? ❞
( aka ; ' you look rich,
please buy me food. ' )
ok so basically. since i don't have harlow's bio up & winnie's new one isn't finished, i thought i'd give the most basic possible run down of their relationship/why the character of harlow hanson is connected to winnie.
harlow has a extremely sucky family situation. she moves from Alabama to NJ with her hella shitty father. winnie & her family also move to NJ from Tulsa that same year. both winnie & harlow are freshman.
seeing as they are both new, they befriend one another. they mostly click bc woah we both have southern accents. except one is deeper than the other & when ppl make fun of harlow winnie shuts them down so fast u wouldn't believe.
they end up spending like 110% of their time together (basically winnie's family is now like harlow's family. that's how much time they spend w/ one another). months pass, they befriend three sophomore males. they all become hella tight but also they cause a ton of trouble & are basically popular for being little shits.
sophomore year for the two girls, harlow starts dating one of the males. winnie's pissed bc he is literally her least favorite. like they fight all the damn time. harlow starts to spend less & less time w/ winnie. there is now a strain in their relationship but like. they still support one another.
so, one night, winnie suggests they go to this concert bc the boy she likes is the lead singer. they go & harlow's bf gets into a fight w/ one of the band members. winnie does absolutely nothing & harlow is so so so soooo pissed. she says some things she probably (? idk man it's questionable) doesn't mean, & then the group gets into a car to get scotty (harlow's bf) medical care.
winnie snaps back at harlow (it's like a super delayed reaction tbqh) & harlow is now distracted. the moment she looks away from driving, an oncoming car hits them & harlow is the only one to die.
& that's it. :)
( harlow's main verse tho is her as if she'd never died & she was friends with the same group/winnie i do have a verse for after she's died, tho. )
❝ 'cause. if my dad sees it he'll
have a fit, tell me t'stop fightin'.
he ain't dumb. i can lie all i want,
but he'll know. ❞
( except that he won't. he won't
know -- & even if he did ? he'd
be likely not to care. harlow is
well aware of this, but she's far
more comfortable pretending
otherwise. )
❝ no i don't. you talk
weird. in fact, most
of ya'll up here do.
-- but i don't mean that
in a mean way, either. ❞
( it's hard to say whether that
last bit is genuine or only a
means to mock the other. )
❝ do i really ? some girl was insultin'
my friends all while try'na make a
move on my boyfriend. couldn't let
her get away with that bullshit.
-- ay. tell me. 'm i
bleedin' anywhere ? ❞
