Seeing the shuffling as an offer of a seat Melody sat down, shaking her head.
"No, I don't really get much time to clubs really, well, other than when I'm working for my parents, because... well, I'm usually working for my parents!" she said, with a smile at the end. She knew a lot of girls her age didn't get it, and that was okay with her - she loved her parents, and family, and while there was the occasional time she would have liked to go somewhere, to something some of her friends were doing, she had usually been okay with staying home or working. She had gone to the best school, and her clothes and books and everything she needed had always been bought, without hesitation. It was something she knew other kids didn't always have, so did not begrudge her parent's work ethic or expectations of her to work hard also.
Plus she had found her calling, and she had plenty of time to immerse herself in that world. And her parents had started to see that she could be trusted, with both going out, and with her craft.
"And also sometimes the smoke, it makes my eyes water, and makes me cough," she added, realising it sounded a little like an excuse. "My father, he has asthma, and they say that sometimes, in air like that? I might get it too. So it's okay, I don't mind not going," she went on to explain, "but I know I miss hearing bands, but it means I can save up and buy the tapes!" she said, pulling her Walkman out of her pocket briefly, then shoving it back in. "I like Maddy and Brian's band, they were good that night!"
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Re: Damn Good Coffee
on 2014-04-09 06:21 am (UTC)"No, I don't really get much time to clubs really, well, other than when I'm working for my parents, because... well, I'm usually working for my parents!" she said, with a smile at the end. She knew a lot of girls her age didn't get it, and that was okay with her - she loved her parents, and family, and while there was the occasional time she would have liked to go somewhere, to something some of her friends were doing, she had usually been okay with staying home or working. She had gone to the best school, and her clothes and books and everything she needed had always been bought, without hesitation. It was something she knew other kids didn't always have, so did not begrudge her parent's work ethic or expectations of her to work hard also.
Plus she had found her calling, and she had plenty of time to immerse herself in that world. And her parents had started to see that she could be trusted, with both going out, and with her craft.
"And also sometimes the smoke, it makes my eyes water, and makes me cough," she added, realising it sounded a little like an excuse. "My father, he has asthma, and they say that sometimes, in air like that? I might get it too. So it's okay, I don't mind not going," she went on to explain, "but I know I miss hearing bands, but it means I can save up and buy the tapes!" she said, pulling her Walkman out of her pocket briefly, then shoving it back in. "I like Maddy and Brian's band, they were good that night!"