i sank into the soft couch cushions and they enveloped me almost completely. i held my knees together, hiding what my too short dress might reveal if i didn’t. i was deathly bored, fidgety. i ran my hand across the freshly shorn side of my head, twisted my fingers in the long curls on the other, fiddled with the rim of my red plastic cup, pulled on my septum jewelry, pressed my lips together, inspected the 4” heels of my shoes, ensured my tits weren’t spilling out, half heartedly pretended not to notice the cute boy in the Misfits tee and not-too-skinny jeans across the room who stole looks at me between laughs with his friends. how anyone in my outfit could be shy was probably baffling to him.

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