𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 '𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 ! ! ─ 𝙠𝙤𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙚 ⋆ 𝙠

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tw: implications of sexual harassment !!

flashback
last year
— ✦ ･｡ 'don't laugh don't laugh don't laugh'

"Y/N I find it hard to believe you 'didn't mean to' throw that purse at Mr.Peters"

"I find it hard to believe them tities are real"

"Excuse me?! You hit him in his head!"

"I was aiming for the eyes actually, but that works too"

"He was harassing a student, what else was she supposed to do? Just fucking watch?" That was against every belief you've ever known, and Natsu knew it. Even if she knew her parents were gonna kill her for raising her voice at an administrator let alone curse at one she still had your back.

You squeezed her hand in return.

"Mr.Tetsurou can handle that kind of attention, he gets it all the time and it's not like he put his hands on him—he wasn't even getting aggressive based on what was said"

"That's some predatory bullshit!" you didn't know you could get this irritated, no you've never experienced this before "just cause he's a guy he doesn't need protecting?"  The boy you ushered out of the classroom after decking Mr.Peters in the face with your purse may have been physically tall and strong but that didn't mean he couldn't get fucking uncomfortable.

You remember taking him into the hallway and asking him if he was alright. you had left your purse in the class with Mr.Peters so all you really had to give him was a stick of gum that he received with a smile before you were dragged to the principles with Natsu chasing quickly behind.

"Mr.Peters was only trying to instill good discipline" you couldn't believe your ears when the principal defended the weirdo teacher who wouldn't shut up about that guys physique. maybe you accidentally hopped in a time machine instead of a school bus because there was no way you were in the 21st century right now.

You and Natsu shared a look commonly used among one another. You always used signals with each other whether it be the click of your heels or the folding of her glasses.

but this one meant 'lets go'

You stood up, your purse back in the safety of your arms as you shifting the rattling bracelets around your wrists  "I swear if I was rich I'd sue ya'lls ass's"

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present time
10:43 p.m

—"Ugh it feels so good to be back"

You left incense burning on your vanity for the first time since you've left, running through each and every playlist on your phone, unable to keep still when your favorites played as you dusted highlighter on the tip of your nose. It had been a mistake to say that a trip for you and your family would be relaxing.
Spoiler, it was not.

But you were getting settled back in again so none of that mattered. If it weren't for the unrelenting spam interrupting your alone time you would've just kept going too.

You plopped down on my bed, unbothered by the disturbance of your buzzing phone.
'I swear if he don't leave me alone' you were muttering to yourself, a habit you'd refuse to kick till the day you died. That shit was too fun.

You scooped up the device only to see the glimmering contact you weren't expecting to hear from at this time of night: "the troll downstairs <3"

"Oh" Your hum broke when you realized it wasn't Natsu. You should've known he'd be up. But on a school night though? When you were his age your mom gave you a curfew at eight o'clock but hey, you know how she is, favoring her only son and whatnot.