They made a weird trio at the birthday girl’s table, Meggy, Hope, and Amber. The cop, the cyborg, and… well, the one who her dad couldn’t help giving dirty looks when he thought nobody was looking. Or maybe he wanted to be noticed disapproving? Hard to say. He certainly hadn’t made it a secret at ...

It occurred to LK, somewhere in the seconds it took Mona to rhetorically ask if she still had the outfit, and inviting her to try it on again for her?? that she hadn't inhaled or exhaled recently, like she'd been subliminally hit with one of those obnoxious memes . Deserved, she'd made enough people ...

Want? Alas, for Heather, she spoke Spanish well enough and memes poorly enough to simply be mildly baffled by the question. Of course she wanted. So of course she accepted with a nod and a nonspecific Mm of affirmative.

Inhale, exhale.

The sense of relaxation came over her swiftly, drawing from ...

By comparison, to her? It was just some shitty run-down park, another data point in an argument about the sorry state of public services, of third spaces, of where obscene police and military (as if those were even different things…) budgets could be better allocated. Heather’s childhood nostalgia ...

[ Return of Heather Klein ]

Maybe they made an unlikely pair. In fact, no maybe, they just did make an unlikely pair. But perhaps they also had more in common than one might think, too. That was what Heather aimed to find out, she supposed.

Late winter hours rolled out a blanket of stars across ...

Oh thank fuck, it wasn't her. That was good, right? Bad because not getting any , good because of all the other reasons.

Of course, LK couldn’t simply express how she felt, like a normal person might. Obviously she couldn’t. That'd be fucking stupid. Sure she could just approach any other girl with ...

[ Happy 18th , Hope Hynes !]

Much as she would’ve liked to make the full reference, Hope elected not to throw her glass on the floor. It was quite thick anyway compared to a coffee mug, and she didn’t have the impressive strength of a jacked-but-depowered Asgardian to throw behind a slightly ...

[Another joyful morning for Hope Hynes …]

Tacky neon shamrocks flickered a sickly green light across the sparse crowd of depressed morning-drinkers and tired night-shifters. The faint smell of tobacco spoke of the proprietors’ lax attitude to the state’s smoking laws, to say nothing of turning a ...

Fist-bumps were always an odd prospect for Hope. Definitely easier than handshakes, for certain, but it was hard to judge just how much force to put behind her arm to make one land right. Too little and it’s just sorta weak
sauce, but that was at least preferable to too much and accidentally sort ...

Nothing to do but sit there beaming like an idiot, holding onto a small plush pig whilst one of the hottest girls in school rubbed noses with it. Honestly? This, this was what it was all about. Even the brainrot drifted from LK’d mind for a moment, all thoughts of what she might be missing on ...

”Noooooooo!”

LK sprung into action, covering Hogchamp’s innocent little fuzzy ears with her hands. Well, perhaps more accurately just cradling his entire head, which would’ve easily fit in just one palm, but the thought was there.

“Don’t speak such evil to my innocent child! Besides, I’ve never ...

LK obeyed almost instinctively, something that might’ve been worth examining if she’d even noticed herself doing it, even noticed the pattern. Mona inspected, LK sat still, was inspected. The inspector determined that LK’s presentation was Really Good, as the subject herself nodded along, confirmed ...

“Fiiiiiiiine…”

It was a well-worn dance by now. LK took a few more seconds to get a first bite of her burger in, then set it back down to arise with an audible “Hup!”. Gamer rising up, we live in a society bottom text , etc, memes. She did a little twirl on getting back on her feet. Skirt went ...

[ Leah-Kim “LK” Mitchell is logged in and on line.]

"Listen Chat. Listen! I'm telling you,"

LK wiggled back and forth in her chair, idly fiddling with one of the drawstrings on her hoodie as she addressed her viewers with affected faux-seriousness. Hoodie indoors? That's her brand . It's not like ...