❛ today isn’t your day, is it? ❜ maybe for dinah?
she must be making a face at her phone screen. and that's partially because she's squinting through her concussion at the too-small imessages text that she doesn't know how to change — partially because the words she can make out say something to the effect of sorry, pretty bird, gotta cancel tonight.
and really, even that's less about ollie canceling than it is about the fact that she'd shaved in anticipation of going out with ollie.
" remind me never to shave my upper thigh for a man ever again. " dinah sighs, tucks her phone back into her pocket without dignifying ollie with an answer. she cranes her neck, grins at helena. " you wanna go crack some skulls ? my night just opened up. "
