ambit. [hs au]

Chapter 19

"No way he said that!" Kim shouts, shaking her head so vehemently, her boxer braids fly around her head comically. "You're fucking kidding!"

"I am not." I sneer darkly, bringing the wine glass to my lips only to realize it's already empty, again. "It was these exact words. 'I suggest you do your fucking research first'." I mimic Harry's accent horribly, deepening my voice.

Kim rolls her eyes, reaching over the center table to grab the wine bottle and refill both her glass and mine, emptying what I think it's our third bottle of the night.

I arrived here a couple of hours ago, only to find Kim already in the half of her first bottle, greeting me with the largest grin she could give me and a warm hug. Her flat is located at a kind of sketchy part of town - at least, as sketchy as Thirskot goes, and it's tiny, but lovely and with so much personality, just like her. We're both sitting on the floor of her living room, with our backs resting against the couch, using the center table as support for our glasses and the big bowl of popcorn she made for us, doing exactly what she invited me to - gossiping and getting to know each other better, and it's by far the most fun I've had ever since I've moved back to this city.

"I mean, it's not only rude as fuck." She goes on dissing Harry. "But it's actually mean, not to mention, ungrateful. Even if your theory lacked research, you were there because you cared! You were trying to keep him safe!"

"Exactly!" I raise my voice, completely unable to hold back my excitement, so glad someone understands and validates my feelings. "Fucking exactly! That's the fucking thing! It doesn't matter that I was wrong, but what about my intentions? I was just trying to help, yet he treated me like garbage! Ugh, the nerve he had. I should've told him to shove that book so far up his ass."

"You really should've." Kim rolls her eyes, drinking a big gulp out of her wine and making a little grimace as she takes her glass down. "I'm disappointed at you for not doing it, Birdie. I hate that you'd just let him walk all over you like that."

"Ugh, me too." I shake my head. "I was just caught with my guard down. I was really not expecting that reaction, you know? I mean, who the fuck even reacts like that?"

"Only dicks." Kim mutters, hauntingly. "Stupid, fucking dicks."

"I hate man." I blurt out, shoving a handful of popcorn into my mouth.

"Yeah, me too." Kim agrees, nodding effusively, and we both stay in silence for a whole minute before she speaks again. "Problem is, I really love cocks."

Before I can hold it back, I scoff loudly, some semi-chewed popcorn flying through the air as I gasp for air, laughing so fucking hard some tears pool under my eyes. Kim follows my lead, laughing just as hard, her hands snapping to hold her belly as she tries to contain herself, throwing herself on the floor as she lays on her back.

All the tension from this last week wears off from my shoulders, and suddenly I feel so much lighter than before. Texting Kim and coming here was the right choice, I feel happier than I have been for days.

As the laughter finally starts subsiding and I can breathe normally again, I take another sip from my wine, laying on the floor beside her, looking at the little plastic stars she glued on the ceiling.

We stay in silence for a long moment, just staring at the artificial stars, the only noise being the low music playing in the background - which I think it's an EP of Luke's and TJ's band. My head is kinda dizzy from all the wine, but it's the nice type of dizziness, it's comfortable and welcome, the best I've felt in days.

Kim sighs by my side, humming along with the music, absentmindedly. Today I got to know her a little better, and found out she works at a kindergarten, as an inspector, a person who helps the teacher controlling the classrooms and keeping everything in order, like an assistant. She dreams of becoming a teacher someday, but for that, she needs to go to college first, so she's trying to save money for that.