Of course knowing my bitchy tendencies I went icy myself and really disengaged from the conversation (short responses, keeping my gaze away from them, flat expressions, checking the time), even when Sasha pulled up this meme of a chain-smoking Turkish fisher; and just went up to the dorm myself after I rounded the corner and Elliot more or less was waiting for us. Oy. I'll tell you, it's tragic that my eye for beauty is so volatile. They really were quite handsome, at least until I got frostbite. Well, what's done is done. Other than nursing the lingering social hurt for half an hour back up in the dorm I spent the rest of the night staying up to date on the Trump tariffs and doing a ton of photo editing.
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391