Event

[weavethebonds]

There's some youthful looking girl with goggles and the outfit a complete shut-in might think was stylish loading crates of what appear to be volatile chemicals into a little red wagon.

She looks familiar.

Comments

[weavethebonds]

"You seem to have flan in your skull when you're this nice!"

[whitrthanwhite]

... So?!

[weavethebonds]

"It makes me sad. Like Noriko is living inside your head."

[whitrthanwhite]

Noriko is not in my head!

::Yes she is.::

[weavethebonds]

"Yes she is!"

[whitrthanwhite]

If Noriko was in my head, Susan, I'd droll in silky beds, parade in bikinis, and act like an old lady and a kid, god. And since I don't, and I remember that I'm... uh, 17, I'm fine!

[weavethebonds]

"..You're 23."

[whitrthanwhite]

I... I knew that, Susan! It's not like I'd forget I'm 42!

::What.::

[weavethebonds]

"...No. You're 23. Two Three. Twenty Three. Two Tens and Three Ones."

[whitrthanwhite]

That's nice of you to say, but I haven't been that young in a long time. Heh.

[weavethebonds]

"...I'm getting a magazine."

She turns around to walk back to the store.

[whitrthanwhite]

... Huh?

[weavethebonds]

"I'm gonna get an issue of Little Miss Student President and smack you with it until Noriko vacates your head."

[whitrthanwhite]

...

No. I don't want to be that girl again, Onni hates her and she goalposts everything.

[weavethebonds]

"THERE IS A MIDDLE GROUND."

[whitrthanwhite]

... Which is?

[weavethebonds]

"You not being a soft-headed thing who thinks she's 17 or 42 and that Noriko his her mom/sister!"

[whitrthanwhite]

... I don't think Noriko is either of those things.

[weavethebonds]

"You will if I don't chase her out of your head!"

[whitrthanwhite]

... But what if I kind of like not knowing my age?

[weavethebonds]

"..Why."

[whitrthanwhite]

You guys keep telling me to let go of the crap with my mom, right?