[ comfort ] sender comforts receiver when they are upset/crying // grace chasity & pete spankoffski ft. @forwardmoved
𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗪𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗𝗡'𝗧 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘 𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗡 𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛 𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥, grace and pete, the prude and the nerd. if it was up to either of them, they'd have stayed on their separate paths, the boisterous girl on her mission and the meek boy, staying out of her way. it's not like her to boil over, spilling all sorts of emotions, in the halls of hatchetfield high. but here she is, knees pulled up as she's huddled against lockers, head tucked down. she's a mess of tears and sniffles, mortification and anger, all mixed together.. even with shut eyes, and far from the laughter, she can still feel them with her. even there, with her eyes squeezed shut, she can see their cruel, gleeful faces. people never get under skin ( at least almost never, she prides herself in that fact )
it's not like she hadn't heard it all: 𝘕𝘌𝘙𝘋𝘠 𝘗𝘙𝘜𝘋𝘌, 𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘐𝘛𝘠 𝘉𝘌𝘓𝘛, 𝘛𝘞𝘖 𝘉𝘈𝘎𝘎𝘌𝘙 ( the kindest names of the bunch if she's being honest ) that doesn't make her impervious to the loneliness of growing up a chasity. a thick skin can only do so much, a harsh lesson she's finally starting to learn. if only it weren't so painful. a gasp of a breath and she'll rest her head back, hands wiping away at stubborn tears. a slight squeak of shoes reminds her that she's got company-- 𝘾𝙍𝙐𝘿, that's right. she doesn't know when he showed up. just that he did. and that he still hasn't left.
and despite their spats and squabbles, his eye rolls and her scolds, she feels a sort of comfort when a sideways glance shows her he's still there. he hasn't said anything, and honestly, there's hope it stays that way. solidarity in nerdom is a heck of a thing and maybe ( a small maybe, but one nonetheless ) she'll learn to embrace it, 𝗘𝗠𝗕𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗠 even if they're doomed to a fate down below. the squeezing feeling in her chest fades and fades the longer they live in their silence. and maybe that was the whole point. friendship is foreign to grace chasity. a friendship with pete spankoffski is an even 𝙁𝙐𝙍𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙃. but there they are, not quite as mismatched as she first thought. and here she is, maybe a little grateful.
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I don't know who needs to hear this, but
YOU DO NOT NEED TO START A NEW HOBBY!
STEP AWAY FROM THE TEXTILES!
YOU DON'T NEED MORE YARN!
THAT FABRIC IS NOT CALLING TO YOU! LEAVE IT ALONE!
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