glenda lange fucking dares you (notsosplendid) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2014-02-12 20:20:00 |
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”This room smells like a hamster’s asshole.”
Glenda flopped down onto the spare twin bed that was in their old room, her hazel eyes lined with dark eyeliner and casting a glare in the direction of the bottom bunk where most of Belinda’s things had been stored for the time being. Growing up, it was customary that Belinda had the top bunk and Glenda the bottom, but since she’d moved back home, her nest was on the spare bed she used when she wanted to put extra distance between her and her sister. Belinda wasn’t in the room (thankfully), but there was every sign that she had been. Skirts and camis were tossed and strewn about as if her suitcase had vomited its contents the moment it hit the floor. Of course, Glenda had no trouble with the mess; how hypocritical when her own clothes littered her side of the room. No, what bothered her was the fact that Belinda was back and she had brought with her a giant rodent that could fucking talk.
For all intents and purposes, Mayara was adorable. Naturally, that meant Glenda despised her. And the stale scent that came from having the animal in her room and so close to the floor. If Belinda’s penchant for sleepwalking had not guaranteed her the top bunk, Glenda would have nothing to worry about the capybara, but as it turned out, the damned thing loved Glenda just as much as Belinda did. The childlike voice filled her head every once in a while and it was both infuriating and unwelcome, as Glenda vehemently expressed to her sister. Adjustment. That’s what she needed. She needed to get the hell out of the house and away from her sister to process her sister even being back after months of her being gone. Cue friends and getting lunch with them.
Her gaze fell onto the terrarium on her bedside table where Morticia and Elvira were silently crawling around each other. There was plenty of space so that the spiders weren’t cramped, and Glenda made the mental note to pick up some food for them. Speaking of food, wasn’t it about time that Josh pulled up and saved her from the wide, unblinking eyes of the capybara? Glenda figured the animal was just amazed at the fact that she and Belinda looked so similar. She rolled her eyes and sighed, refusing to acknowledge the animal. “Come on Josh. Bring my baby ‘round and rescue me.”