She s t o m p s through into their home, cheerful smile so far from her face you’d think she’s never laughed a day in her life. Her THUNDERING heart has Betty slamming down into a beside her mom on the couch, and groaning, “ I hate the people here more and more each day. ” Hate’s a strong word, and they both know that when she says people ––– Betty means the men. “ I had to clunk two guys’ heads together because they called me LITTLE GIRL. Seriously, mom –– little girl! Like I’m five, or something. ”
& . ♡ ––––– @cultembraced plotted-ish.
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