🎵 𝄞 🎸 𝄫 🎷🎶 🎻 (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} jukejoint) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} rooms, |
[Her expression made it clear what she thought of a bang-free life. Sex was new, and she liked to think she got it on the regular one day. Deadpan, unimpressed. Maybe he wasn't interested, but she assumed she was a decent looking Cougar if she'd managed to find three guys to sleep with. Unless they all had a military fetish, which was possible. Her expression changed to something curious as she looked at him; she didn't think he looked like the type that wanted to be dominated. Maybe she was wrong. For whatever reason, they didn't bang much. Previous unimpressed expression returned.] Don't you think old me is hot?
[Which she followed-up with an equally deadpan.] Don't you think old me is interesting? [She scoffed, and it sounded very much like old her.] My mom hates me. My dad is disappointed I don't have a penis. I hate them both in return. My life is a hard one. [Sarcastic deadpan, tyvm.]
That response isn't promising. [His blink, taken aback, follow-up question about love. But she shrugged.] Love is Sleepless in Seattle. It's While You Were Sleeping. It's When Harry Met Sally. It's a birthday cake on a table a pink dress on your sweet sixteen. [Belatedly, she pulled a face.] Without the pink dress. The pink dress can go. What do you think love is? [Obviously nothing involving jealousy, given his response about Jack, who was a good man. Bleh. Dull.]
If you drop me, I'll shoot your kneecaps in. [She stomped a few feet away, turned, and she looked at him with narrowed brown eyes as she tried to decide if this was a set-up. Really, it was the darling that made her consider actually doing it. And an unhealthy obsession with Dirty Dancing.] My skull would crack like an egg on this sidewalk.