@hellstrung asked: " do you know how hard it is to be tough when you're holding a pink cupcake holder in your hand? "
ANITA WASNT BUILT FOR UNDERCOVER. she lacked the tact, the patience required to stick out a long convoluted lie. not to mention that her its not that she couldnt do what was needed to get the job done but she just wasnt good at it. honesty was easier. using it correctly, she could see the cracks in peoples masks, the uncomfortable way they fidgeted under her unwavering expectation. but it was hard to discern a house full of people when the hunter felt completely out of her own skin. instead of her usual jeans, boots and leather jacket, she wore a flower patterned pastel sundress, heels with a red sweater to cover up the scars on her left arm. the one on her collarbone was still visible, light pink skin blooming in what used to be obvious tears. at a ‘neighborhood’ party like this, it was the first thing every suburbanite saw. well, besides her cleavage. the tight knit community was right out of stepford wives. even when people were mysteriously turning up dead, outsiders were not welcome. there was no investigation if they were being watched the moment they stepped foot into town—unless they played ‘hot newly weds’ who just bought a house nearby. a change of clothes, some hair gel, make up and a fake smile later, two armed hunters became mr. and mrs. clark. it was like throwing bait into a pool of piranhas. every middle aged house wife was looking at dean like he was on the menu. " do you know how hard it is to be tough when you're holding a pink cupcake holder in your hand? " “ youre wearing khakis, ” she mumbled, placing the bottle of wine down with the many others. “ you lost ‘tough’ long before cupcake holder. ” for a town thats had six people show up dead, the small neighborhood country club seemed to be unaffected. drinks were being poured, children played out in the grass, laughing at offices stories, gossiping about an affair, giggling over baby photos—it was overwhelmingly mundane. she took the cupcake holder from his hands, placing it with the other assortment of baked goods and charcuterie boards. “ i hope they have something stronger than wine.”
