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Sinnin on a Sunday Night

Flashback to my heavy partying days. Not quite sure when they really stopped come to think of it. Did they stop?

Besties: Charlie Jade x Sunny Kim

It was a productive Sunday, one Charlie used to get her hectic life together. There was so much to reconcile. Firstly, she was back in the United States--the A to be specific. She'd spent most of July to December which included her 19th birthday in Santiago, Chile. It was her first birthday away from home. On top of that, this spring would be her final semester at Spelman. Second, Reggie was out telling anyone who'd listen that his daughter was a world traveler with money. She didn't even have a job. Lupe said to ignore Reggie's siblings if they somehow got her number. They were Reggie clones looking to bring her down a peg and make Reggie out to be a liar in the process. Charlie had gotten a taste of that when she was young. Her aunt Regina was an evil bitch.

Reggie hit Charlie for photos of her trip and she'd sent a few without her in them. Aside from that nonsense, she had her commitment to the step team which demanded she give more time and energy now that she was back, her romantic roster of past dates drizzling in texts and calls to catch up and go out, her studies, and the condition of the dorm room. It had been a mess all week. Charlie couldn't focus so she started cleaning her side of the room which went quickly. Miranda’s took more time along with the bathroom, floors, and laundry sorting. Luckily they had an SVU marathon.

Olivia Benson had finally gotten the solemn gothic teen prostitute to open up when Miranda's ranting overtook the scene causing Charlie to miss the most satisfying part of the exchange. "The oceans are getting warmer and no one seems to care!" She was laying on her bed going on and on with gusto while Charlie sorted their combined and overflowing laundry. Looked like SVU was out.

"What are you talkin' bout," Charlie dropped the pair of red hot-pants from the basket to the floor, placing her hands on her hips. "You're talking and I don't know what the fuck you’re saying."

"Jo-er, No me escuchas de todos modos."

"You're annoying."

"The OCEAN. It's heating."

"And that's bad..."

Miranda slapped the bed she'd been restricted to in frustration. "Pretty soon our sea life will be no more! Or certain species will be extinct at the least!"

"Anddd?"

"Hija de puta." Her irritation was palpable, payback for itching Charlie's nerves. "This affects you too. Evaporation intensifies as temperatures rise, and so does the transfer of heat from the oceans to the air. As the storms travel across WARM oceans, they pull in more water vapor and heat. That means hurricanes. Tropical storms. Severe storms."

The mere thought of more severe storms made Charlie anxious. She took the laundry to get away from the conversation already having enough on her mind. Next up was to meet Taylor from the step team for their weekly Sunday brunch. Miranda wasn't into church but Taylor was raised in it and Charlie found that it was soothing. She'd tag-along and they'd make it a weekly thing chillin platonically at Rosie's Cafe in the West End.

"Do you mind swinging by Target? I need to get a few things."

Charlie had to hit up Lupe for the money since she didn't have a paying job yet. "You better find a job soon," she warned but Charlie was well aware of her thinning patience and had one lined up for post-grad. Until then.. she needed things for the dorm like a new dish brush, a new toilet brush, tampons, dish soap, deodorant, a toothbrush, and some food. Taylor checked out first and went to take a call outside, then Charlie rushed to the register where a Korean cashier stood waiting with eyeliner and cuts in his eyebrow.

"Hi, how are you."

Charlie was torn on whether to flirt as she was being conscious of Taylor's time with items already spilling on the belt. "Good thanks."

He scanned each item quickly giving her a total while he bagged them, waiting for her to say something before hitting her with the "Enjoy your day." The strong eye contact following her even on her way out pulled her right back to him. She couldn't just leave. "Yes, ma'am," he leaned forward.

"I almost left something.. Your number."

Instantly he blushed into a small smirk raising a subtle brow while keying his number into her phone. "Sunny," Charlie read aloud.

"Your name is?"

"Charlie. You single, Sunny?"

"Hell yeah," he smiled shyly, following Charlie's finger as it trailed down his red uniform polo.

"Anyone who'd be pissed to hear you say that?"

"Why," he squinted, "You can't fight?"

"Maybe you can show me," Charlie smiled on her way out.

"Call me. I'll show you."

Charlie smiled all the way to Taylor's car. He was exactly her type. His haircut and piercings told her that.

Back at campus, Charlie took a long nap in an empty dorm as Miranda was with her sorority sisters. After a mental reset she responded to her messages and responded to a call from Miranda's older brother Carmello. He couldn't reach Miranda because her phone was probably on do not disturb. "I can pass a message," Charlie offered after a brief chat about school. Turned out their mom was having a surprise birthday party and they wanted both Miranda and Charlie there. "Oh hell yes, finally a party!" Charlie made a note to get with Miranda on a gift.

The next call she got was an invite to go out for the night with some students. While Charlie's Sunday afternoons were often filled with the quiet peace of church, the evenings were often filled with loud clubs. Classy clubs. Ratchet clubs. Strip clubs. Dance clubs. She wasn't old enough to legally drink but she was old enough to build a roster of potential dates. Unbeknownst to all but Miranda, she had a digital list of all her dates in order. There were fifteen names exactly. Each person had anywhere from zero to five stars rating attractiveness, kissing skills, and personality. A girl named Valeria had the highest scores to date with perfect scores of five. The number in parenthesis (3) stood for the number of times they kicked it.

Charlie was still searching for that special someone who could make her heart do jumping jacks. What did it feel like to be in love, or at least infatuated? She explored her curiosity through nights out on Sundays and Friday nights where she could practice risky flirtation. She'd always been outgoing and now that she had friends on campus to invite her out to the heavy clambakes and meetups as she liked to call them, she had a decent social network and knew her way around the small chunk of Atlanta. The more she went out, the more popular she became and the more Atlanta became like a second home.

She texted Sunny since she had his number. He texted back within 20 minutes that he wouldn't make it out which was a little disappointing, but she moved on and enjoyed her night as usual dancing and getting drunk off drinks ordered by her people. She returned to the room at 3 AM smelling like liquor, knocking over things in the room she'd just cleaned, and giggling--typical Sunday night.

"Oh! Carmello called you," she slurred leaning over Miranda who woken up to the noise.

"I know I read your note." She turned over trying to get back to sleep.

"I left a note," Charlie pointed to herself in confusion before letting it go. "Miranda, you know you're my best friend here, right? I don't feel like I tell you enough but I love you. You're important to me and I'm so glad we-"

"Charlie, but for the love of God shut the fuck up and go to sleep. It's 3 fuckin AM."

"I know, I know I just--Hey.. did you see the video of that mom who, her baby-like.. fell. Wait he almost fell because he dived forward head first to the floor but she caught him! She dropped her grocery bags and he caught the bags mid-air, he was so sm-"

"CHARLIE," Miranda groaned. "Go to sleep.. Ok? We have class in the morning."

"Huh?"

"Yeah," Miranda mocked.

"Oh SHIT.."

"Uhuh, somehow you always forget."

Charlie stripped on the spot in a rush to shower. She woke up the next morning in the shower still naked. She only woke up because Miranda opened the shower to step in and nearly jumped out of her skin.

"Jesus-CHARLIE."

"Hm.." It took a few fuzzy seconds for Charlie to come to herself and wake up fully. The hangover was nothing nice and Miranda was good enough to make sure she had her things like a mother checking her child before school.

It wasn't until a couple weekends later that Sunny would text and by that time Charlie had plans, but she gave it one more shot the next weekend on a Sunday after church and brunch. He didn't have a car but he had access to a car to borrow. He picked her up at the school taking her to a nearby art gallery with local pieces. Together they walked side by side through the art-lined aisles listening to the low indie music in comfortable silence exchanging an occasional smile. He was taller by an inch or two she noticed as she walked. He had long legs and nice style. Nice shoes.

"Do you know this song," Charlie asked.

"Nope, you?"

"Nope.."

An art gallery was an interesting choice. It was free and a no-effort date. If things didn't go well he wasn't losing anything. Neither was she.

They continued to stroll, stopping to admire paintings and sculpted works, giving each piece its respective moment of thought and admiration. They were all pieces for sale, but expensive for a college kid's budget.

"So you're an art student," he nodded. "What pulled you into art?"

"Um," Charlie giggled, "Fuck you talkin bout, I'm not an art student I'm a psychology major."

Seven flavors of confusion cross his attractive features. "So.. wait wait.. why did I see you with the art people? They always buy art shit when they come to target."

"You can't just like art? To be fair, it's my minor but because I just like art. Is that why you brought me here? ..Do you even like these paintings," Charlie smirked.

"Hell nah, I was doing it for you! These paintings are shit."

"They are shit," Charlie laughed going back by the one they'd passed a few steps back. "This one looks like it belongs in the great depression with an old white woman named Lois eating water pies."

"That one and the one beside it. It's so boring. $750 to look at dirt and an old barn. That's serial killer shit."

"Nebraska.. we're in fuckin Atlanta.. Look at this shit," Charlie pulled him arm to the next one. "What the fuck is that?"

"Chaos. Someone just said fuck it and threw up on it."

"Then sealed it in cement."

They went through the entire gallery roasting the art before they were thirsty enough to grab drinks with Sunny showing his ID for a mojito. He was freshly 21 it seemed. "You're not drinking," he eyed. "I'm not 21," Charlie shrugged.

"Get the fuck out are you 18?"

"I'm 19."

He visibly relaxed which made Charlie laugh.

"Gimme some of yours."

"You gotta be 21," he teased making it look good as red kool-aid by closing his eyes. She pecked him on the cheek so they opened. "Gimme a lil bit," she whispered and he complied letting her drink half through his straw.

They spent the the rest of that evening getting to know one another until 9 PM when he'd dropped her back at Spelman with a date scheduled for the next week.. a restaurant and Ripley's museum. She was excited having never been. It was something she'd wanted to do and hadn't thought to. It was perfect.

All through that week, she couldn't wait to talk to Sunny. Luckily he called on a Wednesday. Apparently he felt a similar feeling, they'd fucked around and matched personalities to the point that he had to call and keep calling. On breaks and slow moments--calling and texting. Weeks later it hadn't slowed.

"That another young man? Sounds like a young man," Miranda teased when Charlie was on the phone at 12:30 AM.

"It's Sunny. Say what's up to my roomie, Sunny."

"Supp Gworrrrlll!"

"Okay you're done," Charlie chuckled taking him back off speaker. Talking to Sunny was like talking to an old friend. It was like talking to Miranda in a way, but he was a guy and he was fine. "I wanna take you clubbing," Charlie smiled listening to him flex like he could outdance her if given the chance. "Ok then this Sunday night. Don't bitch out," she threatened.

What Charlie didn't know that night on the phone was that Sunny would open her up to a brand new world of safe exploration. He was into some serious things that she had yet to imagine--and he'd teach her... gradually. Then they'd learn together.

Out of Sunny came his powerful and dominant altar ego Stormy and from Stormy, King Jade was born.

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milquetoast-on-acid · 3 years

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Milquetoast watches SVU

Payback: S1xE1, pilot Special Victims Unit: An Episode Review

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So I'm doing episode reviews. This time Special Victims Unit (because I'm back on that eo train thanks to Organized Crime and Elliot Stabler coming back). Don't think their be as detailed as my Major Crimes reviews because there’s 22 freaking seasons of SVU. They will consist of thoughts, comments, and some analysis of the characters. This is my first official re-watch (although of course i’ve seen various episodes multiple times (thank you usa)) and in some cases my first watch of some of the episodes.

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What this episode is about: Detectives Stabler and Benson investigate the murder and dismemberment of a cabdriver who was a wanted man himself.

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The acting is so hammy on here! So many baddies are so hammy in this episode. I kind of feel like this is a broadway actors dream on here.

There is a lot of comedy...it's weird.

OMG the cast is so young!

Cragen is eating. Like always eating, in like every scene! Twizzlers, donuts, nuts and Chinese takeout. Why is he always eating!?

Here is Cragen with his GIANT jar of Red Vines.

I knew Cassidy was in the first season. I didn't realize he was in the first episode and I'm reminded why I hate his character so much.

This episode is kinda hard to watch with all of the anti LGBTQ+ being slung around. Like they are full on here. It's painful.

"The way I heard, that's not the only thing John never gets to eat." Monique Jeffries (did she ever come back?) insulting John for not getting any, when the guy has been married five times is so hilarious to me. Like I don't think he's got any trouble. But also ALSO! Damn! That's a sick burn.

wait...what!? Munch lost one of his wives to a coworker...I feel like this is a thing that happened on homicide.

Rogers! I didn't remember that she was on SVU! I haven't seen her since Criminal Intent when she was boning Ross.

Spicers wife: "He was the greatest father I have ever seen." lol okay! Olivia to Spicers wife: "What was it like sleeping with somebody who raped dozens of defenseless terrified women?" Elliot to Olivia: "Your on very thin ice right now." Olivia as the hothead and Elliot as the calm one? That's kinda weird. I get the whole passionate Olivia because yeah that's her but Elliot as calm is so weird. Elliot and Olivia are exactly what have always made this show. It's the first episode and they already feel like two really great friends who have an incredible bond.

Elliot: "You ok? You want me to drop you off. I have to go do kid stuff." Olivia: "I'm ok. I'll just walk this off." Goes to do the following: Follows up on a potential killer, asks to see her hands. Kathy! She's alive!!! (oops did I spoil that?) And...There's Elliot being interrupted by the his other wife. I love the way he talks to her on the phone it is really like the two of them are married.

Olivia's mom! And what accent is that? Their relationship seems way more loving and stable than is portrayed later on.

Are Elliot and Olivia having a conversation in the middle of the street? You can really see the city in this episode.

This crazy bitch just stabbed herself in the stomach! Yeah, I'd kiss Elliot too if I was on my deathbed.

Hey it's Angie Harmon from that Law & Order show that I didn't watch. And she's a freaking BABY.

Hey Cragen! And he's not eating!

40 minutes in and I really don't care what this case is about.

OMG Cragen just told Olivia to shut up!!! "You just used your get out of jail free card, Olivia. There's only one in a pack." Lmao! If only that were true.

Elliot doesn't like how close Olivia is getting to the case and she's blinded because of her past. The killer is two women who were brutally raped by the victim Spicer (a serial rapist). He tells her 'you can't pick the vic', and says they have to arrest the two women when it's obvious they killed him.

Then the case gets botched because of Olivia's advice to the killers and with the other one stabbing herself. Cragen is pissed because they could clearly throw the book at them but instead they have to plead down to almost nothing.

Look at that! LOOK AT THAT! Elliot is over here backing up Olivia! Saying that the case wasn't as clear cut as Cragen seemed to think it was. The Olivia has a moment of stupid and is like we did it so I could sleep at night.

OMG I love you Olivia but you should have shut up when Cragen told you to! At least she realized it as soon as the words came out of her mouth.

Back to my original point, was that these two were too close even before the pilot. We know Elliot wasn't going to through his partner under the bus in front of Cragen (even though he didn't agree with her) but he not only backed it up. But he defended her! I am flailing over that!

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Final Thoughts: Olivia being a hothead here is starting to make sense given her dinner with her mom. She is so angry at him (her father) so all she sees is the victims of Spicer. We get a good sense of who are main two characters are. Elliot the family man and Olivia who is motivated by her mother's rape. Elliot and Olivia have already developed a bond. They seem to balance each other really well. Cragen is team dad but can give his detectives a slap when he needs to.

There is so much comedy and the episode is so very anti LGBTQ+ for no reason at all. Not a memorable episode, not a memorable case. I feel like some stuff they did (like cutting of Spicers cigar), the criminal in court showing off his penis, is stuff that was supposed to be shocking. Now it's just kind of hammy.

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Outside credits:

found the image of cragen with the red vines here: https://micolostow.wordpress.com/tag/law-order-svu/

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