esther kwon (ekwon) wrote in remains_rpg, @ 2015-10-04 22:43:00 |
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They had separated from the main group choosing to work in pairs as they scavenged through an unmarked neighborhood. Etty walked ahead of Bea, one of her brother’s baseball bats resting over her shoulder as she kept herself aware of her surroundings. “So you’re saying,” she continued the conversation they had left off on when they were in the main group, “you wouldn’t go for Tommy?” It was then that she had hopped up the porch steps of a house to peek in through the window to make sure there wouldn’t be a surprise the moment they opened the door. Bea followed Etty along, having no problem letting the younger girl lead them up to the house. She was practically her sister now after all these years and she trusted Etty, no doubt. Stepping up as well, she checked the side window for any movement, tapping her nails slightly against the glass. Noise would trigger the geeks and better for them to know what was inside before rushing through. “I’m not saying he’s ugly or anything. I just saw him puke once and it was super gross and like, kinda ruined him for me?” She said, shrugging. Etty waited silently though she had put a pin on the conversation. When there was no movement she nodded to the other girl before reaching for the door. Upon realizing it was locked, she made a little huff before returning back to the open window and quietly climbing on through. She made a signal for the older girl glancing around the house. “That’s gross,” she was quick to agree. “It’s kind of ruining the image for me now too.” It was once she had cleared the kitchen that Etty had gotten to work opening every cabinet and drawer looking for other forms of food or anything useful they could use back at the school. “Well then I suppose Tommy is out of the question. If homecoming were a thing that was happening this year, who would you take then?” There was a layer of dust over a good majority of the house, which could be a good sign since that meant no one had disturbed the house in a while. So either the house got picked clean a long time ago or it was theirs for the taking now. Bea was seriously hoping for the latter. She pulled open a drawer, delighted to find the silverware, and began pulling them out and transferring them to her backpack. Whether they would be used for eating or made into weapons, supplies like these were always good to have. “Ummm, I don’t know. I thought girls could only ask boys when it was Sadie Hawkins. But I guess I’d just blackmail your brother or something and make him take me. Don’t want some pervy boy thinking he can get fresh with me just because we’re going to a dance together, you know?” “Beatrice!” her voice sounded almost scolding as she glanced back from the cupboard she had just opened. “I think girls should be allowed to ask boys. I mean what if I don’t want to go out with,” she paused as she thought of someone before wincing, “Trevor.” Shaking her head she fell back into the conversation. “At least I’d have the option of finding someone else to cover my ass from Trevor,” she wrinkled her nose as she repeated his name. “I’m not saying that--” Bea back-peddled, letting out an exasperated sigh. “And it’s not like you would have to go with Trevor just because he asked you. You can say no. Like, I don’t know,” she shrugged. “I just feel like we’re all so closely related to each other now and it’s hard to, like, see anyone like that.” And then there was that whole thing where she did not want to get pregnant. Sure, she loved all the babies around but that didn’t mean she wanted to have one. “I guess I don’t mind going to dances alone and doing my own thing. And what is wrong with Trevor? He needs a haircut really bad, but he’s super nice.” “Super nice?” This had caused Etty to entirely spin on her heels to face the other girl. “More like super gross. That guy has like serious mommy issues. No thanks. A ticket for one for the fuckthis express to fuckthatville.” Her attention went to the pantry now as she looked at expiration dates and shoved more food into her backpack. Bea let out a laugh at Etty’s expression, despite the obvious disgust on her face. They got along super well but their opinions about boys was probably never going to line up. Differences were what made friendships interesting, anyway. “Do you think we should try to put on a homecoming dance this year or something? Like, morale is getting kind of low with stuff happening. Maybe everyone needs a fun distraction?” Pulling her head out of the pantry she gave Bea a thoughtful look. “Y’know, that’s not a bad idea. Not that you’d ever catch me dead in a dress, but not a bad idea.” Zipping up her backpack, she slung it over her shoulder and continued on to the upstairs. Her grip on the bat tightened, listening intently for any suspicious noise. “What should the theme be?” she whispered back at her friend. Bea had been shoving anything in sight into her backpack as well as they talked, and she mimicked Etty by zipping her own bag up again before moving on. With a grin, she shrugged at the question. “Maybe we can go to that party store and see if there are any decorations left. Otherwise we could, like, make some. Maybe Hawaiian themed? We could make those leis for everyone out of paper,” she responded quietly, following Etty step for step. If there were any geeks upstairs, they probably would have heard them moving around downstairs. So fingers crossed that meant the upstairs was clear. As soon as they reached the last step, Etty’s grip loosened. “Seems clear,” she muttered back before continuing to the master bedroom. She moved directly towards the bathroom, beginning to open drawers and search through their medicine cabinet for anything useful. “I’m sure we can talk Jason into it-- if not Danny. Now, theoretically, are you still going to ask Danny to the dance?” As Etty busied herself in the bathroom, Bea looked around the bedroom, making her way over to the closet to look for clothes. It wasn’t strictly what she was supposed to be doing, but she missed shopping and this was about as good as it was going to get. Unfortunately whoever lived here before the geeks came was super into denim mom pants and that wasn’t a good look for anyone. “I don’t know. He’s like the safety net, you know? Why? And I totally forgot to ask, which is super rude so pleeeasseeee forgive me, but who would you want to go with?” The rummaging from the other room stopped and Etty stared back at her reflection in the mirror. Noticing a smudge of dirt on her face, she pulled up her sleeve to try and wipe away at it. “Honestly? I’m not really interested in anyone.” She pursed her lips before closing one of the drawers. “Like I wish I thought someone was cute or attractive but I just think everyone’s stupid,” she rolled her shoulders in the semblance of a shrug. “My bad.” “That’s because everyone is stupid,” Bea laughed. She grabbed all the socks in the dresser and shoved as many as would fit into her backpack before shouldering it once more and walking back towards Etty. “I mean, people are cute too. But they’re mostly stupid. Maybe one day we’ll finally all feel grown up or something and then we won’t be so stupid? Not holding my breath though.” Crouching down she looked under the bathroom sink, gathering toilet paper and shoving it in her backpack. “I’d be in my first year of college right now,” she mused aloud. “I don’t know. Maybe I’d be dorming, and partying, and doing all the things my brother could but I couldn’t. Y’know, it really sucks. Sometimes I’m jealous of Danny. He got away with so much and I had to deal with the repercussions of actions I never took.” Standing up, she shouldered her backpack as well nodding the girl along to follow her. “But whatever, can’t cry over spilled milk, I guess.” As a single child, Bea couldn’t exactly relate to the kind of struggle Etty had but she could sympathize all the same. Life was unfair and it was clear that Etty felt like she’d missed out on some things in life. But from where Bea was standing, maybe it just meant there were different opportunities for them. “I mean, not to downplay what you’re feeling because I totally get it, but I don’t think it was all carefree fun for Danny. And he’s so serious now, like he’s punishing himself or something, so, like. I don’t think he necessarily got the better hand dealt to him. Besides, we can still make our own kind of fun. Nothing’s ever going to be the same but it doesn’t mean all hope is lost.” Bea was one of those annoying ‘optimistic to an extreme degree’ kind of people and even if Etty didn’t want to hear it, she was going to keep putting out that positive energy rather than dwell on all the doom and gloom in their lives. Etty pursed her lips. Honestly, how that girl could still see the good in everything was beyond her, but she supposed it was a welcome gesture. One of them had to be positive and it sure as hell wasn’t going to be Etty. “Well then,” she rolled her eyes before giving her a smug look. “You’re in charge of throwing me some reckless, surprise birthday party. With beer pong. I bet I’d be so good at beer pong.” “As if there was ever a question of who would throw you your next birthday party. I mean, I’ll have to distract your brother or something when I get the beer in but you won’t have to worry about a thing. I’ll take care of it all and we’ll have so much fun!” Bea grinned. She and Etty were sort of like yin and yang, balancing each other out, but it was pretty perfect. Looking between them and their full backpacks, she smiled again. “Ready to get home?” |