@mindsbeat / hollis westbrook & taren beck. "who invited you?"
fifteen years later, hollis is still trying to figure out how she feels about taren beck. they had been best friends once upon a time — sometimes hollis thinks she might have had a crush on her, but then maybe that was just the lines between her figuring out her sexuality and her first real, genuine friendship with another woman blurring, she isn't sure — and then they had been nothing to each other. now it seems like taren hates her and while hollis can't blame her, she can't deny that it stings. she isn't sure what she prefers — the years of silence or the one year of outright dislike. both sting for different reasons, hit her in different places. of course, she isn't going to let any of that show. instead she rolls her eyes, shooting taren an incredulous look. "you're always so pleasant, taren." she hums it in a greeting, offering a tight, sarcastic smile. "i didn't know the duck was so exclusive i needed an invite."