Katie idly scrolls through her phone as she sits at the bus stop. Hunger gnaws at her stomach. She internally debates whether to shell out for takeout or save money and heat up something from the freezer. Her bones feel like they're made of lead. She wants to lay down, but knows the bus will just arrive as soon as she does.
I see
Anyways like
It's not like I'm gonna find a smart rich beautiful kink-compatible woman who's into me and doesn't do evil shit
look I don't wanna argue about my moral character or sanity or whatever I just want advice on how to get to know her better
God I would love to play board games with her but like
What questions could I ask her that would tell me more about her without seeming, like, intrusive
Like I'd ask like where she's from or what it was like discovering her powers but that feels like an invasion of privacy
Fuck it, I'll just ask her something
Like, what's she gonna do, kill me?
(Famous last words)
"I uh, wanna get to know you better." Blushing. Trembling. She's worried. The 'why' set her off.
"I just kinda asked the first question that came to mind. I'm not really that good at this stuff. Don't have much experience. "
"Well I can't exactly shout edgy political takes at you until details of our lives trickle out in the course of arguing about them." She probably should not be being this candid but as previously demonstrated she has a habit of just blurting shit out when under strong emotions.
"Oh, I reanimated a frog in high school bio. Freaked everyone right out and I didn't even have the evil laugh down yet."
"Yeah, I've gotta get to somebody pronto pronto if you want them to remember their name and shit."
"Were your parents weird about it? I know mine would've been. Fuck, I'm not getting too intrusive here, am I? Stop me if I do."