Post by Tawny Vokes on Apr 8, 2024 16:43:12 GMT -5
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Her feet hurt and she had to piss something fierce. [break][break]
Tawny focused on the two griefs, using the discomfort as a crutch and a motivation to keep herself going. To keep her mounting frustrations at bay. Every time she stumbled, she simply straightened herself and trudged on, mouth pursing smaller and smaller with each drunken step. Her Uber driver had kicked her from his car a couple of blocks from her apartment building and she'd had to walk the rest of the way herself, trying to look worlds more steady than she was. But her home, her bed, her bathroom — they were all only a few more minutes away. Then she could just put this whole stupid night behind her. [break][break]
As she approached her building, she pulled the bag at her hip in front of her and began rooting within for her keys. Then she spent the next couple minutes swaying in front of the building door, digging and growing more and more frantic when they just... didn't turn up. She tried to recall if she'd taken them out at some point. If she'd put her bag down anywhere. Nothing else was missing. She was moments away from upending the whole damn tote on the concrete before her when she shucked a disbelieving sigh and rolled her eyes. [break][break]
Clinging to the railing beside her for support, she slowly lowered herself to sit on the step's edge and brought her bag to her lap. Then she tossed her head back, slacked her shoulders, and blew a long, exasperated breath into the night air above her. For a moment, she only sat there, face scrunched as she blinked at the sky. When she felt the tears collect at the corners of her eyes, though, she gave herself a quick shake and startled back into action. She pulled the phone from her bag and squinted into its brightness, trying not to reel. [break][break]
She opened her contact list and began to scroll, lip working its way between her teeth. [break][break]
Her landlord was a hard no. She'd only get cussed out, told off, and hung up on. [break][break]
She could call the Uber guy back. He wouldn't be happy to hear from her so soon but maybe he'd still check the backseat for her keys. It was likely that he wouldn't answer, probably suspecting she'd only thought of better arguments to make (like a scorned woman returning to the room she'd stomped out of a half-hour earlier — "oh, and another thing"). [break][break]
She could call her brother, Cooper. He'd pick up... if he woke. Let her stay the night and figure out what to do in the morning. Elise wouldn't like it, though. Especially since Tawny figured she'd be spending the next few hours getting up and down to heave over the kids' toilet. Poppy would find the whole thing hilarious but the younger ones would probably be a little flabbergasted. [break][break]
Matty? He was probably already dead to the world. Luck? He'd certainly give her shit. But it'd only take reminding him that she'd seen him in similar (or arguably worse) states to shut him up. Noah? How would she recover from that one? [break][break]
Her screen went black, just long enough to show the vague (but still remarkably frazzled) state of her in its reflection, then blinked back to life long enough to announce its dead battery before going dark again. Tawny blinked dumbly, made a couple of increasingly desperate taps, then flung herself to her feet and off the steps. "Fuck!" She stumbled onto the sidewalk, bag swinging as she careened unsteadily on her feet. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" [break][break]
She allowed herself to throw a fit for only a half-minute longer — stomping and spinning, hands lifted and fingers curling in and out of fists — before she straightened with a deep, centering breath. "Okay, okay... yep," she shrugged her shoulders, dropped her phone back in the bag that she resettled at her hip, then wrapped her jacket tight around herself. "These things happen, Tawny, we're just gonna... we're gonna..." her lips thinned and she sniffed, running her fingers through her hair. Her attempt at self-reassuring lost its steam — she didn't really know what she was going to do — but she lifted her chin and nodded nonetheless. "Manifest it. You just... you dropped your keys. It's no. Big. Deal. We got this." [break][break]
She stepped off down the sidewalk in the direction she'd come from, eyes sifting about the ground as she halved her focus between looking and keeping her stride as unstilted and straight as possible.
i'd speak to you in song[break]but you can't sing (as far as i'm aware)[break]though everyone can sing (as you are well aware)
THERE'S NO DEVIL ON ONE SHOULDER
and angel on the other; they're just two normal people
Her feet hurt and she had to piss something fierce. [break][break]
Tawny focused on the two griefs, using the discomfort as a crutch and a motivation to keep herself going. To keep her mounting frustrations at bay. Every time she stumbled, she simply straightened herself and trudged on, mouth pursing smaller and smaller with each drunken step. Her Uber driver had kicked her from his car a couple of blocks from her apartment building and she'd had to walk the rest of the way herself, trying to look worlds more steady than she was. But her home, her bed, her bathroom — they were all only a few more minutes away. Then she could just put this whole stupid night behind her. [break][break]
As she approached her building, she pulled the bag at her hip in front of her and began rooting within for her keys. Then she spent the next couple minutes swaying in front of the building door, digging and growing more and more frantic when they just... didn't turn up. She tried to recall if she'd taken them out at some point. If she'd put her bag down anywhere. Nothing else was missing. She was moments away from upending the whole damn tote on the concrete before her when she shucked a disbelieving sigh and rolled her eyes. [break][break]
Clinging to the railing beside her for support, she slowly lowered herself to sit on the step's edge and brought her bag to her lap. Then she tossed her head back, slacked her shoulders, and blew a long, exasperated breath into the night air above her. For a moment, she only sat there, face scrunched as she blinked at the sky. When she felt the tears collect at the corners of her eyes, though, she gave herself a quick shake and startled back into action. She pulled the phone from her bag and squinted into its brightness, trying not to reel. [break][break]
She opened her contact list and began to scroll, lip working its way between her teeth. [break][break]
Her landlord was a hard no. She'd only get cussed out, told off, and hung up on. [break][break]
She could call the Uber guy back. He wouldn't be happy to hear from her so soon but maybe he'd still check the backseat for her keys. It was likely that he wouldn't answer, probably suspecting she'd only thought of better arguments to make (like a scorned woman returning to the room she'd stomped out of a half-hour earlier — "oh, and another thing"). [break][break]
She could call her brother, Cooper. He'd pick up... if he woke. Let her stay the night and figure out what to do in the morning. Elise wouldn't like it, though. Especially since Tawny figured she'd be spending the next few hours getting up and down to heave over the kids' toilet. Poppy would find the whole thing hilarious but the younger ones would probably be a little flabbergasted. [break][break]
Matty? He was probably already dead to the world. Luck? He'd certainly give her shit. But it'd only take reminding him that she'd seen him in similar (or arguably worse) states to shut him up. Noah? How would she recover from that one? [break][break]
Her screen went black, just long enough to show the vague (but still remarkably frazzled) state of her in its reflection, then blinked back to life long enough to announce its dead battery before going dark again. Tawny blinked dumbly, made a couple of increasingly desperate taps, then flung herself to her feet and off the steps. "Fuck!" She stumbled onto the sidewalk, bag swinging as she careened unsteadily on her feet. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" [break][break]
She allowed herself to throw a fit for only a half-minute longer — stomping and spinning, hands lifted and fingers curling in and out of fists — before she straightened with a deep, centering breath. "Okay, okay... yep," she shrugged her shoulders, dropped her phone back in the bag that she resettled at her hip, then wrapped her jacket tight around herself. "These things happen, Tawny, we're just gonna... we're gonna..." her lips thinned and she sniffed, running her fingers through her hair. Her attempt at self-reassuring lost its steam — she didn't really know what she was going to do — but she lifted her chin and nodded nonetheless. "Manifest it. You just... you dropped your keys. It's no. Big. Deal. We got this." [break][break]
She stepped off down the sidewalk in the direction she'd come from, eyes sifting about the ground as she halved her focus between looking and keeping her stride as unstilted and straight as possible.
i'd speak to you in song[break]but you can't sing (as far as i'm aware)[break]though everyone can sing (as you are well aware)
Tag: Ferris Felwinter [break]
Give me a nudge for any tweaks/changes!
Give me a nudge for any tweaks/changes!
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