"Lie to me/lie with me/get your fucking fix/now all my drinks and all my feelings are all fucking mixed," I sing, tapping my knee to the beat, "Always missing people that I shouldn't be missing/sometimes you gotta burn some bridges just to create some distance/I know that I control my thoughts and I should stop reminiscing/but I learned from dad that it's good to have feelings/when love and trust are gone/I guess this is moving on/everyone I do right does me— "
"So, you excited for the last day of school?"
"Ugh, no," I groan, rolling my eyes at Lois and shifting in the passenger seat, "Everyone's gonna be asking about my summer plans and I don't have any summer plans, so I'm gonna have to tell them that my plan is to eat ice cream and watch my sister and her boyfriend cuddle on every surface in the house."
"Ooh, is your sister's boyfriend hot?"
"Yeah, I guess, but I can't really think about him without also imagining my sister with him. They're, like, one person. It's disconcerting."
"Aw."
"No, not aw, it's gross."
"Aw."
"Whatever."
a/n: this is a filler (although i'm pretty sure all of these are fillers, idk.)
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Short Storyin which a victim of rape recovers, with the help of a snarky pair of siblings//spinoff of Warmth//#335 in short story (well, it USED to be; i'm not bitter, don't worry) (jk, super bitter) TRIGGER WARNING FOR RAPE, please don't read this if it's gon...
