"Hmm? Oh!" Roxy had forgotten that she had let out her tired sigh shortly after her flailing about. Smiling nervously, she shook her head. "No worries, I'm cool. just get really lethargic during the heat sometimes, you know? Shouldn't be doing anything over the top or else it like, wears me down." Roxy couldn't wwait to be done with her shift for the night so she could poof into a penguin and curl up in the ice freezer she had by her bed. Hopefully her sisters wouldn't dump soda cans in it again.
"And solid colors are totally boring! I got magazine clippings plastered all over my side of the wall in my room. I personally think they should go with some like, gritty wallpaper that looks texturized, but my mom wants the whole freaking thing to look like our view from Marina del Rey, and everyone else is just kind of like, 'uuuuuh, no.'" Roxy paused to let in an amused giggle. Her mother always reminded her for one of those mothers from The Real Housewives of Orange County, which was hysterically awesome and also extremely scary. Linda was a great woman, but god forbid if something didn't go her way. At least Roxy knew where she got it from. "But you know what, I'll definitely name drop you tonight when I get home, though don't come crying to me if my mom like, talks your ear off and gives you a migraine!"