Re: Hiding by the food - OTA
Sometimes, Dorcas wished she had dropped out but then she knew she wouldn't be in the job that she was. Sure it was menial work and didn't really require a degree but the experiences there had helped her... Sort of. Mostly they had ruined her but she wasn't about to admit that out loud. School and her family had been her particular prison. Twenty years of semi-solitary confinement.
She frowned a little, not picking up anything else off the table but just sort of staring at it like it was there and it wasn't. "I didn't need blood everywhere... Instead, I just have to spend every day wondering if maybe I'm actually schizophrenic and you're a sociopath and maybe we're destined to become the world's best killing duo." Some woman that was passing by gave them a funny look. Dorcas's frown deepened and she said to the woman, "Yeah, I said it! Keep looking and you're first." The woman scurried off. Ah, Halloween. It let her be a little more confident than she actually was. Charlie helped. Charlie was a shield, back-up, family. Something. She didn't know.