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    A Night in the D — Chapter 12

    Story written on December 15, 2005 by luvrgirl.
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    Minor role, major lift.

    Flipping her journal shut, Tina forced a smile at the woman approaching from the glass doors, pulling a too large bag, shaking her head to rid the dust of white from her hair. The associations were painful, truly, but the woman’s demeanor was unmistakably calm, and Tina sighed in relief at not having to replay a romantic beginning that had already come to an end. The woman drew closer, and Tina couldn’t help but notice that she was pretty. Very.

     

    But she wasn’t Bette.

     

    She wasn’t oozing irritation. She hadn’t just dissed Tina’s hometown. She wasn’t trying to gather herself against the storm, because she was already gathered. She didn’t need help, apparently, as she reached into her purse and effortlessly retrieved her wallet, reaching again for her bag and walking towards Tina, at whom she smiled pleasantly. There was no electricity, no clutching of Tina’s insides, no sudden seizure of parts of her designed only for release. Tina’s legs weren’t wobbly, and she stood with ease, smiling again. A smile designed only for strangers, one that appeared automatically when she felt nothing. As she did now.

     

    As Tina went through the long-rehearsed motions of her job, she noted, with surreal awareness, that she could do this without thinking. Without feeling. Without anything that told her of herself, except that none of it was real to her and never had been. She had mastered the scene, knew her role well, and could play it over and over, in her sleep or without any, as she was doing now. “I should have taken the Vicodin,” she thought to herself and almost laughed, which occasioned a perplexed smile from the woman before her, and a return look of apology from Tina.

     

    “I think I’m punchy,” she said. “It’s been a long night.”

     

    “Oh I understand,” the woman assured her, smiling again. Blandly.

     

    Oh do you? Tina thought, turning her head as if to avoid a blow. Oh no you don’t.

     

    Irony was unwelcome, yet Tina felt pricked by it throughout the exchange. She slid the woman’s credit card through the machine and repressed the urge to scream as she watched the display in front of her. The display. Tina felt the urge to laugh again and this time let it go, before trying to stop herself and laughing all over again. The woman smiled again, compulsively, and Tina felt another laugh building. God, I’m going to have an actual feeling while at my actual job and this woman is going to have an actual breakdown. Tina knew the woman, so composed while everything was fine, would be less so once nothing was.

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    5. YAY…the storm is a comin…. make it a blizzard that lasts a week would ya!!!lol… then maybe an air strike… you know how those traffic controllers can be this time of year!!lol

    11. Ok so how long is it going to take Tina to get off from her shift, reach Bette’s door get comfy and do what comes natural between them? Exactly n time at all. Post soon thanks

    12. YES!!! I have to admit my memories are similar to Bette’s (previous chapter), but this is one case where I would THANK GOD for the cold and the snow. Oh YEA!!!

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