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[ It's pretty unusual for Sharon to bother much with the network. Sure, she paid it some mind but it was usually just all bullshit; from complaints to claims of grandiosity or, worse yet, something new from their gods; it was the shitty social media of Hadriel and she wasn't the biggest fan. But things have begun to wear her down, leave her feeling heavy and empty and so unsure.. ] Does anyone have any tips on dealing with stress?

[ There's only a mild slur to her speech that indicates she's been drinking some but the clear howl of cold wind indicates that she's not doing this in the Speakeasy, she's out on her own, dealing with it in her own way. But she's reaching out this time. In her own way. ] I, uh, hate to admit it but I kind of feel like I'm at the edge of my, I don't know, fucking mental rope.

[ A combination of stressors has just left her jumpy and she's tired all the time. She laughs rather suddenly, bitterly. ] This is fucking stupid.

[ At least when you take what they're constantly put through.

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The witches were pretty cool. [ Sharon's always enjoyed powerful women in media. ] Most of his works are up there in my 'would totally reread again' list, except Romeo and Juliet.

Fuck that one.

[so did George. you couldn't pay her to watch Disney princess movies. except "Sleeping Beauty." the fairies were cool and she loved Maleficent. the other stuff, though? boring] Yeah, other than Mercutio, that one was pretty lame. If I wanna read a Shakespeare romance, I'll go with "Much Ado About Nothing."

[ Disney films were never her thing either, preference leaning towards the Grimm versions of the tales; she always liked things a little darker than most. ]

You know, I've never been a fan of most anything romantic but I guess that's a good choice. [ a curious pause ] You don't like those romance novels, right? You know the ones with that one muscle man on the cover with the long hair?

[ She knows she isn't. ]

[that's what George preferred, too. the stepsisters in Cinderella chopping off their heels and toes to try and fit into the slipper was far more interesting to little George]

Yeah. I like the banter. That's way more interesting than the whole love at first sight shit in "Romeo and Juliet." [and she busts out laughing] Are you kidding? You couldn't pay me to read one of those things.

Hey, hey, I'm just checking. I just don't know how close I can be with anyone that reads that kind of slop! [ She's laughing a little, too. ] I won't lie: I tried one once and I swear to god I threw it in the trash a chapter in.

[she's still laughing at the idea of reading those bodice ripper things. no way. no fucking way] Okay, I get that. You can rest assured that I'd rather have a hundred papercuts than read that shit. [and her voice turns teasing] Oh, really? That bad, huh? Lemme guess, even though the heroine was a sheltered young lady, she knew exactly how to give a blowjob.

[ Sharon makes an audible gagging sound. ]

Please, it was worse. I'm talking paragraphs of our perfect heroine with her luscious hair and heaving bosom who was beautiful but so different than other women. She was supposed to be like, I don't know, rebellious royalty with a side of 'oh-so-special' that everyone but assholes don't love.

[ The flawless, do-no-wrong snowflake that makes even Disney princesses roll their big doe eyes. ]

[she screeches with laughter]

How is that fucking possible?! And heaving bosom. Heaving bosom, my ass. For a bosom to be big enough to fucking heave, it's also got to be big enough to cause lower back pain. Fuck me. And of course she was rebellious royalty. Of course she was! [eagerly] So, did you get to the [she adopts a dramatic tone of voice] romantic hero? [and goes back to normal} Or did you chuck it across the room before then?

No, no, god, I missed out on the the damsel's love interest but I did get to read about the man interested in her. The asshole noble who wants her hand and the writer wasn't good enough to just hint that he was into shady shit and just blew the load right there to make you hate him.

I just... [ She laughs, shaking her head. She's lucky her parents never pushed those romantic ideals in her head, even if there's time she craves romance like the teenager she still is. ] I could not read beyond that. I felt like I was losing brain cells trying.

I ended up spending detention pretending to read a math book.

[laughing] Yeah, why am I not surprised? So, what kinds of shady shit was he into? And did he have a moustache to twirl?

[George secretly wants romance as well. there's the matter of her ridiculous, impossible crush that she does her best to repress at all times] You probably were. If you'd finished the whole thing, you'd probably be left unable to read anything but more stupid romance novels.

Hey, some of those word problems can be interesting.

No, but he was a ginger. [ The author liked tropes and the evil redhead seemed to be the one that pinged them the most, she's guessing. ]

And word problems are still math problems. [ God, the disdain in her voice. She did all right in mathematics but it wasn't up there in her favorite classes. ] I may not lose brain cells reading them, I'd just end up bored stupid instead.

And gingers are automatically evil. Unless they're Anne of Green Gables and then they're just too perky to endure.

[George was a straight A student until she hit junior high. then she stopped giving a shit and . . . was a B student. sometimes, she's too smart for her own good] Wouldn't be bored stupid kind of defeat the point of the class?

She is a little perky for me. [ Anne was a little to eager for Sharon's taste. ]

And I'd say it would but high school students seem bored stupid most of the time by their classes so...? [ An audible shrug. Sharon never bothered with high school because it didn't matter for her. She lived under a variety of alias' for her entire high school career so none of the grades would follow her. She learned, sure, but she didn't bother with tests or homework. ]

God, I know, right? With the joygasms over literally every single thing she saw and the renaming shit? [way too fucking perky]

You would not be wrong. How a teacher can take something like the buildup to World War Two and make it boring is beyond me. Must be something they teach 'em in college. "How to Strip All Life Out of Subjects, 101." [now that sounds like the way to go through high school. not the aliases or anything, that would be a pain, but skipping all of the homework and tests]

I would almost bet on it. Or teaching eventually just drains your soul of all hopes and desires. Those both sound totally plausible, honestly. [ ok ok she's had good teachers but, at the same time, the majority just managed to drone about the subject rather than engage and discuss. ]

Yeah, it's probably a little from Column A and a little from Column B. And it gets worse as you get older. [but she sat in on one of her father's classes on Shakespeare. he was funny, warm, engaging. so of course the girl she had a crush on had a crush on him]

...You know all this talk is actually making me miss having some crusty ass drone on. [ To have the normalcy of school, it was never an enjoyable experience for her but at least it had been normal. ]

Weird, the things you'll miss, right? Like, I'd fucking kill for a waffle with butter and real maple syrup. [she didn't miss the company that came with the waffle (except maybe Mason), but Der Waffle Haus did have good food]

God, that sounds good. Maybe the Door can shove a fully working and stocked Waffle House into the city.

[faux thoughtfully] It miiiiiight. . . . [and back to normal] But it probably won't. 'Cause we'd like it too much.

Oh yeah, stupid me; forgot our suffering is paramount.

Uh-huh! Our lives have to suck at all times, otherwise the stupid gods aren't happy. But are they ever actually happy?

I don't think that's something they're capable of, save for maybe Delight. [ She can't talk much about Love because she's never really spoken to it but the rest of them seem to exist in perpetual salty feels. ]

[a short laugh] Yeah, and we all know what happened to her. [salty would be one word for it. unfortunately "assholes with sticks wedged up their asses" is more than one word]

Does this mean if any of the gods are chipper dicks we should be wary? [ happy baddies are the worst kind lbr. ]<\small>

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