Kitty Pryde-Barton (
throughaphase) wrote in
fandomtownies2022-01-04 08:18 am
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Caritas- Tuesday
The holidays were over and Kitty and Tino were embroiled in a fight. She wanted to take the tree down, he was one of the people who insisted that it stayed up till the Epiphany. (Who saw that one coming.) Maybe he just liked having the tree up? Or was sampling what was left of the ornaments? Maybe he'd simply read it somewhere. Her arguments that she didn't even believe in all that, she just liked pretty tree lights wasn't really going over well.
So the fight was pretty silent. She'd go to the back room and take down some ornaments, he'd sneak back later and put them back on.
This was gonna be an all night thing.
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So the fight was pretty silent. She'd go to the back room and take down some ornaments, he'd sneak back later and put them back on.
This was gonna be an all night thing.
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So she just sat down and gave Kitty a nod.
"Kitty."
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Welp.
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"As soon as humanly possible," she stated. "But you are talking to someone who doesn't see why anyone bothers putting on up in the first place."
Just kindly ignore that a conversation about potentially getting one had taken place. Rosa would firmly deny the existence of said conversation, thank you.
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Not dirty, dear god, not dirty.
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"That's one hundred times more reason to take it down," Rosa pointed out. "You want me to do it? I'll do it."
She was already pushing off her seat onto her feet, even.
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For now, though, she was staunchly ignoring any newbies who were eyeing her in favor of just enjoying her beer in silence, as God intended.
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Well, that just meant Rosa could watch her at her leisure. She plucked a cherry from her mocktail and bit it off the stem, still eyeing the woman, then idly chewed on the stem.
She at least needed to get the name of this woman's lipstick.
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So she was just going to finish her beer, lift up the empty to signal to Tino to send over another, then lean back, arms folded, where she sat with her eyes neutrally forward while she waited.
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A tough nut. That was fair. Rosa chewed on her straw.
"Urban Decay?" she guessed.
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"What?" she asked, finally, reluctantly, turning her head toward the other woman with an almost expectant look, and really hoping she didn't regret actually acknowledging the question.
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"Lipstick," Rosa said. \
At least she went for an economy of words?
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"I don't know," she said, shaking her head. "Red?"
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"Woo. Got some tension going on in here, huh."
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"We always kept it up at least through Día de Reyes," Rosa said, shrugging. "But that's probably at least half Papi being too busy in the diner to take it down any sooner."
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Rosa looked over at Tino, wrinkling her nose. "Sorry about that. I don't have a tree at all at home."
She did have a large mural of Our Lady of Guadalupe half-done on her wall, though.
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"Oh, it's huge for my family. But that's why I went back to Roswell for it." Rosa shrugged. "My dad's really religious, and I kind of . . . missed a bunch of Christmases for a while, so he and my sister get really extra clingy."
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