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【 reseda, 2017 】
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━━ Johnny Lawrence was incapable of duping somebody if his life depended on it. However, the blatant idiocy that controlled his brain never failed to surprise her.
Take today, for instance.
Stevie had always seen her neighbor as some lazy fuck, who was content with drinking his life away.
No goals, no ambitions, nothing.
Today, she had to give it to him.
Reluctantly.
Disgustingly.
Because as she was stopping by the mini mart to steal a new tube of lipstick for work, she did not expect to walk past a Cobra Kai Karate dojo. She stood in the parking lot with a loose jaw and a look of disbelief. After a few seconds of trying to process that fact that Johnny Lawrence ( because who else would open this? ) got off his ass to start a dojo.
Of everything he could set his newfound aspirations to?
A karate dojo.
Then, Stevie did something she hadn't done for a long time.
She laughed.
And not the little giggles or snide chuckles.
She laughed.
She laughed so hard, her stomach hurt. Her cheeks were burning, and tears pricked the corners of her eyes. She stumbled on the uneven ground of the parking lot.
"Oh shit!" Stevie stood up with her hysterics tinting her voice, "This, I gotta see!"
Stevie readjusted her bag with her uniform, and walked to the dojo. She wiped the stray tears from her eyes before she opened the door, and the bell jingled over her head. The ghost of her smile remained as she took her shoes off and leaned on her shoulder against the hallway wall.
She watched as Johnny flipped Miguel over his shoulder, and the way the man yelled at his student to stand, and the heads shooting towards the entrance from the sound of the bell.
