there's glitter on the floor after the party. girls carrying their shoes down in the lobby. candlewax and polaroids on the hardwood floor. you and me forevermore.
“I think from now on, I’m not going to hold myself responsible for my own food. I’ll hop on Seamless and just pay the guy when he shows up at the door. That way, there’s no possible way I can fuck up anything, right? Good thinkin’, Eli.”
“And hey, you can just stay in your pajamas instead of going out and getting the food yourself!”
“I ‘dunno. Maybe a person that makes bank, this time of year because of it?” Bliss chides, almost mocking the taller blond’s tone. “Hey, man– the more you know.”
Cristine wrinkled up her nose, shrinking back a bit from the other girl. “What do you mean ‘make bank’?”
“I think I caused a lot more damage than what I fixed. It was embarrassing as fuck, like it wouldn’t end. I’d stuff the cups back in and get them to stay for all of two seconds before they all launched into the air again. I should’ve gone the whole nine yards by wearing clown makeup.”
Cristine giggled lightly at the thought. “As much as I don’t want you to be embarrassed...I have to admit that does paint an interesting picture.” She snorted out a laugh, then quickly covered her mouth and shook her head a bit, clearly trying to restrain herself.
“Well, here’s a little holiday fact for you to chew on– suicide attempts increase during the holiday season. Bah Humbug.”
Cristine’s eyes grew so wide they literally felt as though they were going to pop out of her head. “How can you-- why would you even say something like that?” Cristine’s eyes flitted around the coffee shop, almost as if she was looking for the reactions of the other patrons to make sure she wasn’t just hearing things. “Who just---casually says that?”
“Just spent the last twenty minutes of my life trying to fix the cup dispenser at Subway. All I wanted was some Fuze raspberry iced tea and the task of achieving that turned out to be a lot more complicated than it should. I half expect the headquarters to bill me for all of the cups I dropped on the floor and had to throw out. Welp.”
“I think they should pay you for fixing their machine for them!”
“Mocha Latte it is. I know this really great coffee shop in midtown and it’s surprisingly not crowded.” He suggested.
“Sounds fun!” Cristine smiled brightly, then shrugged her shoulders a bit. “I don’t mind crowded, though. Sometimes, you meet the nicest people at coffee shops.”
Bliss glares up at the blond from her phone. “I’m sorry– why are you still talking to me, as if I care?”
Cristine frowned again, and this time, it stuck. “I’m just trying to bring some cheer.” She let out a small huff, dropping her arms to the side. “I’m not hurting anyone.”
“…It’s not even Thanksgiving, yet. Are you fucking DEMENTED?”
Cristine’s expression immediately faltered, her lips turning down into a frown. “Well umh--” She hesitated, at a loss for words for a moment, before attempting a weak smile. “I would have offered out turkey legs, but I felt like candy canes were easier to carry.”
“Oh-kay… it’s literally, like, WAY too early for me to be dealing with this bubbly, kumbaya bullshit.” A pause. “Order your coffee, and fuck off. Like, immediately.” Bliss says in monotone to the person ahead of her in line.
“I umh-- I’m sorry I just...” Cristine glanced down at the bundle of candy canes in her hand. “I just thought that the holidays are almost here and everyone likes candy canes, right?” She held up the treats, giving the other girl a weak smile.
“It’s rare that I have free time these days but my daughter is at dance and I don’t have rehearsal today so would you like to go grab some coffee? I should do some laundry but I need a break.”
“I was just thinking about how much I’d love a mocha latte.” Cristine responded with a soft smile.
I thought I saw (Taylor Swift) in (Brooklyn), but it was just (Cristine Matthews). The (25) year old is an (elementary school teacher). She identifies as a (heterosexual cisfemale). Most people around New York think she’s (optimistic), but if you catch them on the wrong day, they may come off as a bit (dramatic).
jordan again....with another long into. hold on to your hats. okay, so this is the lil ball of sunshine cristine. here’s some stuff about her:
2nd grade elementary school teacher
super optimistic and bubbly person; basically one of those people you either love because she’s so cute and happy all the time or you hate because sometimes she’s annoyingly positive
she was born in oregon as her parents’ last-ditch effort to make their marriage work, but they divorced when cristine was barely three years old
her mother got custody of her and moved her across the country to chicago, where she grew up to be a super exuberant little girl, but one that was always very polite and well-mannered (other than the occasional bout of hyperactivity)
it wasn’t until she was a preteen that cristine’s mother began to tell her about her father and what a horrible man he was. cristine had been in contact with her father off and on throughout the years, but after she started to really learn what he was like, she stopped reaching out, and so did he.
despite her mother beginning to instill the ‘true love doesn’t exist’ mantra into her head, cristine was still always searching for her soulmate. of course, this led to many high school heartbreaks and broken promises; but, nevertheless, she remained positive that true love was real and was just waiting for her to find it.
by the time cristine was looking for colleges, she was beginning to feel a little suffocated under her mother’s cynicism, and the tendrils of doubt that maybe her father wasn’t as bad as her mother said began to creep in.
cristine decided to attend nyu (she got a scholarship because she always kept her grades well above average) and eventually earned a masters degree in elementary education.
she also began to talk to her father again and now they are decently close, and cristine has even been trying to convince him to move out to nyc
okay so there’s that, and again if you want to know more or are interested in plotting, hmu or like this post, fam!
lily has to rethink what cristine says for a moment, her mind immediately wandering to a different type of ‘little’ when she says the word. obviously she has a bit of a nsfw mind when it came to everyday situations. “well, i’m sure that’s true, kids never lie y’know. they’ll tell you straight up if you’re ugly or if you’re beautiful, so you should trust their judgement on that!” she says with a small laugh, trying her best to ignore thoughts of cristine and an actual little. “that sounds like a hectic day, though, it must be tough bein’ around so many kids.”
Cristine’s eyebrows furrowed a bit. She could tell the girl got lost in her thoughts for a moment, and she wondered briefly what was going on in the other’s head. At the girl’s comment, however, Cristine let out a short laugh, nodding her head a bit. “You’re right, they don’t. I think it might be one of the reasons I like them so much?” The blonde paused, considering her words for a moment. “I’ve never really been a blunt person. So when I see someone who is...even if they are just a little kid, I kind of have a sort of respect for that.” She shrugged a bit at the girl’s next comment. “It can be. But I have a really great class this year and things with them are almost always more fun than anything else.”
“Wait, does Go-Gurt have actual fruit in it? I thought it was just like… sugar milk sludge? Whatever, it doesn’t matter. It’s good they missed you, though, right? Even if they didn’t have a good sub or whatever. It’s gotta make you feel good. Even with the strawberry-banana throw up.”
“You know, now that you mention it...I’m not sure? Between you and me, it did cross my mind that maybe she just...psyched herself out and made herself throw up from thinking that she had ate banana? I don’t know. You’re right, though, I definitely felt a distinct feeling of accomplishment when they practically bombarded me with hugs when I got back.”
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