nailing all the high notes - {hot girl summer <3}
Jun 22, 2024 21:08:53 GMT -5
Post by august vance d7b [Bella] on Jun 22, 2024 21:08:53 GMT -5
Just like that, there are only three of us, standing here among the trinkets and tumbleweeds like a couple of cowgirls. I can’t help it; I start laughing out loud, out of nervousness or relief, I don’t know, a big belly laugh that bubbles up and spills out of me. It’s the first real laugh since I got to the Capitol, real joy. I can’t believe it. They all just hightailed it in the other direction.
”Um… what just happened?!” I exclaim to the animatronic band now playing our victory song, to Vera and her friend, eventually. I’ve had a few seconds to decide the latter isn’t pointing her spear at me, so I think I can relax.
With exaggerated care, I step into the middle of the pile, savoring how the wealth surrounds my ankles in all directions. I bend down and pick up a pair of heart-shaped sunglasses, sliding them onto my face with smug satisfaction. The simple act of leisure wraps me up, and I feel the tension in my shoulders start to soften. This may be the first time in my life I’ve been granted such…abundance.
Makes me wonder what’s the catch. Could be my childhood trauma talking.
Facing the other two, I wiggle the points of the frames behind my ears so they jump up and down. I never could figure out how to make friends without acting just a liiiittle bit weird.
”Ladies,” I say grandly, walking towards them and whirling a neon fanny pack around in my hand, ”Welcome to the lap of luxury.” I’m giddy, high on our collective good fortune, adrenaline still spiking so fierce I could jump up and down.
Something on the ground catches my eye, three big pen-looking objects, all matching. Like mega-rainbow-pens. I pick one up and examine it in front of my face.
”What do you think they want us to do with this?” I ask-–because everything here is, ultimately, for the audience’s entertainment. ”Draw some kind of mural for the robo-music theme party?”
I shut myself up, hissing when I notice the bruise forming on the collarbone of Vera's friend. Looks like someone throat-punched her good. And though I know Harb warned me not to get attached, I wouldn't wish it on anyone to get hurt and have nobody give two licks about it.
"You alright? Sorry. I'm Nori."
{kaitlin}