oxford comma | teilo & elly
[Look. She usually keeps to herself, both in terms of activities and opinions. Socially, psychologically, habitually... a wallflower. She’s definitely not being invited to anyone’s team building exercises in the near future, she thinks. But when some lowlife, some utter degenerate deigns to unload a dozen books onto a library table one over from hers, then leafs through a grand total of two (2) of them, and then stands and leaves---just leaves, just like that---something visceral kicks in and Elly snaps and speaks up, unprompted.] Hey, dickwad, come put away your---
[He glances at her for only second before slipping out the door, completely ignoring her. She glares at the doorway he fled out of like a coward, and then mutters as she begins to collect the volumes herself to put back on the shelf.] Sure, why the fuck not... Not like I have something better to do than clean up after you.
[She pauses, because it occurs to her that maybe she doesn’t, not really, and she’s starting to have a very stressful flashback to getting fired for a ‘bad attitude’ from the library she’d worked at when she was nineteen. If only they could see her now... still tremendously off-putting to complete strangers... makin’ enemies like it’s going out of style...]
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