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@platinumchipped.bsky.social
WEDDING DOVES AND LEATHER GLOVES.
with a small huff, caroline stops in her tracks. โfuck, youโre right.โ arms cross over her chest instead, releasing the skirt. โyou want me to mess up my hair?โ
"Oh, you know I wasn't serious. Come on..." Well, freedom to speak one's mind did come with ramifications, if exercised too freely. She sighs and slows her pace, barely. "You're going to cut your foot on a rock."
โno, but โ god, thatโs fucked ( up! * )โ a huff, skirt pulled up above her knees so that she can walk a bit faster.
"Am I wrong?" She's still walking by. Trying to get used to the open air of daylight. It's a process. Trust the process.
sheโs already getting back out of the lake. she entirely disregards her boots. โwhat did you just say tโme?โ she shouts back.
Passing by, she idly remarks, "If you walk to the bottom, I'm sure you won't hear anything." Well. Less idle, when she's shouting to someone far from the shore.
sometimes i feel like those single widow in your area things
thank god. [ long pause. then, kicking her boots off. into the lake she goes, and good god, is it cold. she endures. ] this sure is lake water.
Probably does! We're south of the mountain, and it's just barely spring now. (It's not long before they're there.) Well. Go ahead, I guess?
. . . iโm sure itโll be fine. iโll be fine. sun might hit it.
Could be, yeah. Not as bad as the ocean though, I bet. Kinda hard to tell when it's at the foot of a mountain.
hell yeah. you think the water will be horrible and cold?
Sure! Need a break from all this anyway.
hm. lake might be smarter. could get deeper. wanna walk with me, then?
Maybe longer? Or you could try the lake.
true. [ pause. dunking her head again. ] really? fuck, this isnโt working.
Well, I could have said no. (Leaning on the wall, watching) Think I still hear them.
it feels rude. [ dunking her head in the comedically large bowl of water that she keeps for this exact reason. ] the ones talking about grinding. or were, i guess.
Not degrading, just kinda.... hm. Oh, is that what you're doing? Which ones?
so busy doing fuck all that iโve forgotten to appear for three separate shows
actually . . . ugh, iโm sorry, that felt degrading to ask of you. [ just . . . peeling them off. keeping them in her hand. the other hand pulls her hair back. ] all this to not hear men talk . . .
I guess I've probably touched worse. (She holds out her hand)
oh my god youโre so right . . . if i take my lashes off, could you hold them for one second? iโm sorry, iโm so sorry.
Guess you could stick your whole head in.
trying to figure out a way to get water in her ears so that she can hear less.
iโm bent out of shapeโฆโฆ
my fucking heel . . .
i love gardening i need to go garden
i feel like iโm intruding, christ.
of course. itโd be my pleasure to learn with you.
let us learn together...