@aesirdottirā // holiday movie plotted starter
christmas in national city, california strikes a discordant, copper note.Ā the sun is golden yellowĀ &Ā beats down from the sky to whisper between the palm fronds, bake the sidewalks,Ā &Ā bronze the bridge of samās nose.Ā board shorts, sunglasses,Ā &Ā bare ams are still aplenty among the city streets.Ā itās as CHEERY as the fourth of july with warm smiles paired with the zinc tinge of sunscreen mingling with a the twinge of biting sweat.Ā Ā
itās completely at odds with the season, which flourishes just as freely.Ā santa claus wears a muscle shirtĀ ;Ā fake snow dusts every available surface.Ā jingling bells CLANG happily in her ears.Ā there are stockings dangling from the market tables, packages tucked into the corner of the storefronts, the molasses-thick waft of gingerbread pulling saliva from the back of her tongue.Ā Ā
national city lacks her friends.Ā it lacks the cool kiss of snowflakes. it doesnāt have the gusty slate skiesĀ &Ā cozy fireplace weather that they left behind.Ā but sam is trying.Ā Ā Ā
āĀ rubes, check this outĀ ---Ā āĀ sam calls, plucking up a bouquet of candy canesĀ &Ā a supergirl ornament for their as-yet-unpurchased tree.Ā she turns too fast, uncoordinatedĀ &Ā seeking for her daughter in the crowd.Ā the clash that slams into her shoulder, chin, clammering her teeth together rings impact all the way down to the smash of broken glass that she hears too late.Ā Ā āĀ oh, no,Ā āĀ sam bends to pick up the shattered baubleĀ &Ā comes perilously close to hitting the other woman again.Ā Ā
her smile is rueful, sheepishness gathering at the corners of her eyes.Ā Ā āĀ iām so embarrassed.Ā are you okay?Ā i just... my daughterĀ &Ā i are new in townĀ &Ā iām not exactly knocking it out of the park with christmas spirit.Ā āĀ