The Perk, Friday Afternoon

[electrocynic]

Sarah had spent this fine Friday morning sulking at her phone and the lack of birthday well-wishing messages therein. Of course, just as she'd been about to get seriously angry and start leaving passive-aggressive messages in all her friends' voicemails, she'd suddenly realized that since it had apparently only been two months since she'd left England, it wasn't her birthday there yet.

She wasn't going to tell anyone about that failure of logic, no.

And it still bugged her. Not like 31 was a big fucking deal (it was depressing, if anything), and not like she gave a shit, anyway, but still. So, like a mature person, she took her brooding outside the apartment and ventured to the Perk, where she got a cup of the blackest coffee imaginable, and a muffin half the size of her head.

Didn't those always make the world seem slightly less shit?

[ooc: Post is wide open for all Sarah-bothering and/or Perk needs! Intermittent SP warning from me, but I can't resist a broody birthday post.]

Comments

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Still here?" Hello, Sarah. How are you?

[electrocynic]

Fine thank you, Guy, and how are you?

Orrr... An eyeroll, and, "Ugh. Fuck off."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Well, now he was just going to laugh at your pain, Sarah. Deal with that.

"What, can't get enough of me?"

[electrocynic]

Oh, Sarah was going to deal with that. With a glare.

And a sip of coffee though that was less related to him and more to her need for caffeine.

"You're not as hilarious as you think you are, you know."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Yeah I am." He was so modest, you know.

[electrocynic]

Sarah sighed with another eyeroll, leaning back in her chair. "Well," she drawled, mostly to herself, "isn't this just like being at home?"

Except she wasn't getting drunk right now.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Less aliens for one," he replied, raising a finger at the barista for a plain coffee.

[electrocynic]

"But about as many obnoxious pricks hangin' about."

And about as few happy birthday wishes. God, she was going to be irrationally bitter for months.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't call you obnoxious," Guy countered. Because sometimes he could be clever.

Or not. Mostly not.

[electrocynic]

Yeah, Sarah didn't consider him to be particularly so. "Yes, that's because I wasn't talking about myself."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

She'd have to be way more creative to top the insults he'd had in his life. So, get to work on that, Sarah.

"Why are you still around then?"

[electrocynic]

"Because my fucking community fucking service isn't over yet."

Had she actually said 'fucking' twice in that sentence? Why yes, yes she had. Looking grumpy, too.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Oh, you.

"Teaching here for half a year isn't enough? What the hell did ya do?"

[electrocynic]

"I don't want to talk about it." Of course she didn't. But she'd totally done it in self defence! "Anyway, they're saying it's only been two months there, and my four Fandom months don't count! I mean, that's just bollocks."

She might have had a few feelings concerning this.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"So, wait two more months and stop bitching about it," he replied with a shrug.

[electrocynic]

"But I was supposed to get to go home this week!" Sarah pointed out, in case he somehow hadn't gotten that yet. "I wasn't supposed to be stuck here anymore. I wasn't supposed to be spending this day in this bloody town."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Hey now, he totally got that. He was just so not impressed.

"Then go to the mainland."

[electrocynic]

Well, then, Sarah was just going to sulk. Like someone half her age, but with a raspier voice.

"I don't feel like it."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Christ, are you twelve?" he asked, getting his coffee finally. "I'm going to the mainland then. Get off your ass if you wanna come."

[electrocynic]

"I'm not twelve, I'm thirty one." Also? Getting up from her chair. "Possibly thirty."

Stupid bloody time difference.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Congratulations," he replied, snagging a lid for his coffee since there was to be an impromptu outing. "Should I get you a cake?"

[electrocynic]

"Preferably one with booze in it."

Was there any other kind, really?

... Well, yes there was. Just generally not for her.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"...I'll see about that."

[electrocynic]

Sarah looked... slightly less pissed than she had so far. Slightly. Not much. He was going to have to work with what little he got here, yes.

But he was probably getting used to that.

"Well, then I guess I'll see about wasting this day with you."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Guy snorted at that, shaking his head. "Yeah, yeah. Get a move on, sweetheart."

[electrocynic]

Sarah gave that another one of her famous eyerolls, before waltzing right past him for the door.

Yeah, this was going to be mature and respectable, for sure.