Maddy held her cup full of tokens aloft and meandered through the crowd at the slot machines. “Excuse me… room to breathe would be appreciated,” she said as a man turned sideways and slid in front of her, so close that their chests touched and she felt him exhale on her cheek. “Ugh.” She emerged on the other side. Just when she thought she was home free, a drunk woman burst out laughing and rammed into her.
The cup of tokens flipped and its contents rained down on the carpet.
“Oh, come on!”
She knelt down in her tight dress, squeezing her legs together so the world didn’t see her business, and plucked the coins up between shoes.
“I’m not naturally hairless, but they make this thing called a razor,” Maddy said. She stirred her drink with the celery stalk. “That’s a weird comparison. What I’m saying is, if you’re not naturally sociable, you either drink until the edges get blurry, or you engineer some place where you feel comfortable with people. Make your own space.” She took a bite of the vegetable. She could call it her health food for the week. Maddy wasn’t sure she believed in ‘not naturally sociable’. Human beings partnered up. They colonized. It was probably for safety and procreation, but there had to be some capacity for socialization in all people, unless they were giant biological failures. But she kept that train of thought to herself.
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on 2013-09-22 05:35 pm (UTC)The cup of tokens flipped and its contents rained down on the carpet.
“Oh, come on!”
She knelt down in her tight dress, squeezing her legs together so the world didn’t see her business, and plucked the coins up between shoes.
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