Apathy Whatever, Some Classthing, Friday Afterblahblahblah, What the Fuck Do You Want, Anyway?

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So. George was here. Other people were here, too. That was good. Whatever.

George was here, sitting and listening to her headphones so that she could ignore everyone. That was probably going to last until a good five to ten minutes after the club meeting was supposed to start.

And then, abruptly, she pulled the headphones off and tossed them onto the desk in front of her.

"Why can't people just leave us alone?" she asked. "Maybe I don't want to talk. Maybe it's none of your business and nobody asked you, anyway. Maybe we're fine and people should just fuck off. There. You want a topic? Why people should fuck off. And how much it sucks that they don't."

Yeah. This club was a regular beacon of sunshine. Did they really expect a cheerier topic?

And if so, why were they in Apathy Club?

Comments

Re: Why Are People Such Nosy, Obnoxious Bitches?

[furnaceface]

//Mmm,// Jono agreed, maybe a little bitter from his corner of the room, //a bit of fine-tuning, maybe a few replacement parts and a solid smack, and you'll be running right as rain again in no time.//

He had his fair share of experience with people trying to fix him, too.

... Not that he denied for an instant that he was broken, really.

Re: Why Are People Such Nosy, Obnoxious Bitches?

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"Maybe I like how I am," George offered. "I don't want to be warm and caring and sharing. It's not me."