Harley "TJ" Bothwell (harley_bothwell) wrote in btvsal, @ 2011-01-31 04:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | harley bothwell, sin stone |
Making Pointed Observations About Each Other
Who: TJ and Sin
Where: Sugar Shack
When: Saturday, January 29th
TJ was currently sitting at a table at the Sugar Shack, dressed in a black babydoll dress with black hightops, her black hair tied back with a red ribbon as well as matching red lipstick and red nails. She smirked a little to herself as she took a sip of her drink, remembering something sweet that Jodi had said recently, before setting her drink back down and continuing on the sketch that she'd been working on all afternoon. She hoped that Mouse wouldn't take offense that she was sketching HER, but she figured that when she was done she'd give it to the girl anyway, since she doubted the girl knew just beautiful she actually WAS.
"YO! Mouse! What up, mah hommmmmegirl?" Yep, that would be the boomingly snarky voice of Cynthia Stone, decked out in black and red plaid slacks, a Joan Jett tee-shirt, and her currently-blonde hair tied back in a loose ponytail. "Gimme one of them Diabetic Nightmare things. I can use some sugar. And possibly the coma that comes with it."
TJ chuckled when she heard that and couldn't help it but look up from her drawing pad, "What? Did you have a bad week or something, Stone?"
"You could say that, Bothwell!" Sin shot back, trying to keep smiling even though it made her look... vaguely Joker-esque. "Why aren't you out corrupting more freshmen? Taking a break from the debauchery?"
"I'm not a machine, woman," TJ shot right back with an amused smirk. "And it was only ONE freshman, thanksabunch."
"God. Now poor little Hanson's gonna be wearing miniskirts with no underwear, and turning tricks for lunch money... way to go, Teej. Seriously." Yes, Sin just called TJ 'Teej'. Fucking deal with it.
"Hey, be nice," TJ replied, frowning now. "I can take shit being hung on ME, but don't EVER say shit about Jodi, even jokingly. She's a good kid."
"......" Sin just gawked at TJ, as if she'd sprouted four more arms. "Dude. we always talk shit... you..." Oh my lord, it hit her then. "Oh god! NOT YOU TOO! I swear to GOD, everyone I pal around with is all in-love-with-someone! This blows!"
"I never said that I was in love with ANYONE," TJ scowled. "Just that you should be nice where she's concerned, okay?"
"Whatever, dude." Sin smirked, shaking her head. "For what it's worth, she's a good kid. Even if some of my friends kinda... wanna throw her out a window right now." Oh yes. Jodi? Was being an adorable PAIN IN THE ASS at the Hyperion. Just saying.
Of course, TJ didn't know a THING about any of that but instead of questioning it, she filed that information away for now to ask Jodi about later. "So what's with the need to be in a coma?"
"Oh, just my increasingly hilarious lack of a love life. Apparently I can't even seduce a guy who mostly sits in the library and talks about video games with his buddies. I AM LAAAAAME." Sin laughed, trying, as usual, to make her problems sound like no big deal.
TJ let out a husky chuckle. "If I thought you were inclined I would have seduced you to the dark side of the force a LONG time ago, but of course, you had to go and be lame on me."
"Well, if you weren't all gettin' ready to marry Hanson now..." and YES, she was kidding, "I'd probably be almost ready to be worn down. Because clearly no GUYS are into me..."
"Guys and what they're packin' are easy enough to replace, though," TJ nodded sternly, MOSTLY kidding.
"Like I'd know." She scoffed. "I've been touched less than a mint-on-card Jar Jar Binks figure." Then she sighed, hanging her head in defeat. "And the fact that I actually get that reference goes a long way to explaining why."
TJ rolled her eyes. "Dude, I'm not listening to your pity parade, so cheer the fuck up, okay?"
"Gee. With friends like you, who needs enemas?" Sin snorted, rolling her eyes. "And it's easy to be all glib when you're up to your elbows in freshman booty..."
TJ rolled her eyes again, "I was ALWAYS glib no matter WHAT booty I got, remember?" She had a point.
"God. I swear everybody's gay but me." Sin cracked up, shaking her head.
TJ rolled her eyes thoughtfully. "I'm only about 50% gay... but I get your point. You really need to get with the times already, Stone."
"Dude, I know, right? Even my MOM'S apparently gay, Go figure." She sat down across from the other girl and laughed. "So... what DO you do when you pretty much try to seduce a guy and he flat out turns you down?"
"Ask if he's gay?" TJ asked with a husky chuckle, picking up the drawing pad again to do a few last minute touches. "Or impotent... or a eunuch... Did that seriously happen?"
"Dude. You know Nate Hargrove? We were hanging, bullshittin', just havin' fun... I threw him against the wall and started droppin' to the ol' knees... AND HE PUSHED ME AWAY."
"Wow, Stone. That's kinda slutty of you, I didn't know that you had it in you," TJ smirked, clearly teasing there. "Did he say why?"
"Shut up! I like to snap into a Slim Jim as much as the next girl, ok? I just don't do it with every boy in the area code like SOME people." She snorted, giving a mock glare. "And he said something about not wanting to do that just to do it. That if we do that, it's gotta mean something. BUT. Ten bucks if like... Danni Blackman or... or YOU... had done it, he'd have been all 'YES!'..."
"Could be that he was telling the truth," TJ pondered. "I mean... if it's warm and got a pulse for most guys, that's all they need."
"Meh. I still think it's because I'm built like a prepubescent boy." She sighed, feeling a LITTLE bit of pity seeping in. STFU.
"If I thought that I had a chance to get you naked, I'd do it in a HEARTBEAT, so shut up with that bullshit." TJ grumbled.
"Like I said. Keep it up. Sooner or later I'll break. A drought can only go on so long before one must take extreme measures." The sad part? At this point, who really knows if Sin was kidding or not?
"You're a cool chick, Stone. I'm sure things'll work out. Just, y'know, STOP FEELING SORRY for yourself and it'll all be golden. You'll see. Speaking of golden..." She gently grasped Mouse by the wrist before she had a chance to walk past and tore out the sketch that she'd just finished, handing it to her. "For you."
Mouse blushed, FURIOUSLY, when she saw the picture, taking it and stammering out a 'thank you' and skittering away. "Dude. I gotta admit... I'm straight and *I* think she's adorable."
"She is," TJ chuckled. "I just figured she needed to see how someone else saw her... if you wanna reenact the scene from Titanic where Leo sketches Kate, though, you know where I am." She grinned.
"Dude. Bullshit." Sin cracked up there, "I saw that flick and Kate had MAD boobs going in that."
"Yeah, well," TJ rolled her eyes. "I think it's pretty obvious by now that I have a thing for tight little bodies."
"Dude. I still can't believe you're throwin' down with Hanson. She's like... a fetus, you pedo!" Sin laughed, obviously teasing.
TJ actually blushed then, a little surprised herself that she'd really kept Jodi around for as long as she had. She had the attention span of a pothead when it came to 'relationships' with other people, after all. "She's a sweet little thing."
"I love that you're so blatantly retarded for her and either can't or won't admit it. It's kinda sad but kinda hilarious allllllll at the same freakin' time." Sin snickered, holding a hand in front of her mouth.
"Wow, you're a WONDERFUL friend. Really." TJ chuckled. "As punishment, I take back my offer to sketch you naked." Yeah, like that was gonna happen anyway.
"Here. Lemme do it for ya." Sin said with a wry grin, grabbing a napkin, then drawing, literally, a stick-figure with crazy hair. "Here ya go. Authentic likeness."
"Smart ass," TJ muttered, rolling her eyes. Clearly these two were destined to be friends, hm?