*+:｡ @dragcnflies.
it’s not a secret that catra isn’t exactly thrilled to be working at pizza planet. the constant monotone delivery in her voice, the eye rolls when she turned her back to the customers, the usual unbothered expression on her face. but money is money & she doesn’t really have anywhere to go. and college was definitely not her thing. not that she knew what her thing was anyway. besides, pizza planet was tolerable. kinda. although, it would be more tolerable if it weren’t for co-workers like adrien. the guy just didn’t know when to stop talking. and he kept asking her about her day. what’s up with that ? get a hint, dude. but no matter how many times she’d dismiss him, he kept coming back like a lost puppy. she’s about ten minutes from being done with her shift, and he’s babbling on about something as usual. she tries to ignore him, but there’s a small hint of guilt in the bottom of her stomach. catra knew he had good intentions, but shit, could he have good intentions somewhere else ? she emits a low sigh.
❛ ... what, uh, what were you saying just now ? ❜ she asks, finally making eye contact and giving in to adrien’s attempt at a conversation. god, she felt stupid. why couldn’t she just... not care ?
