Wishful Planning and Thinking
"So, you are really going to start all of this again?" Ora asks as she stares at the whiteboard calendar above my bathroom sink. I replaced my mirror in there with that to give myself more reminders to get my stuff done. I busy myself with blog post writing to avoid more of her condescending attempts at a conversation. "You know, I hope it does work out for you." She notices I haven't really responded to her. "I mean, after all, I want to be able to be seen around an attractive woman, not-"
I duck my head as I feel the whoosh of a blade over my head. I look over to see a scythe pinning Ora to the nearby wall. I glance to my other side to see Amethyst with a scowl. "She is an attractive woman already. Her desire to change her body will enhance that and give her more internal and external strength." She retorts on my behalf. I can sense cold daggers hidden in her words.
Ora looks to Amethyst, then to me. "At least she is better than some of the people she watches people talk about online." Ora huffs while pointing to my computer. On the screen I'm not using for writing, there is a video of a couple talking about an overweight drama queen. Amethyst stars at the screen and watches for a moment. The three of us have the same thought, but I'm the only one who says it. "We need to bring her to Canlanma for ... treatment."
"Any others like her that need the same treatment?" Ora asks as Amethyst unpins her.
I write down there names on a piece of scrap paper and pass it to Amethyst. "Two others. Here are their names."
Amethyst nods and looks to Ora. "You trank, I'll bank?" Ora nods. "I'll grab the crystals and meet you there. They leave and and I give a menacing chuckle.
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