let’s groove

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Cassandra didn’t normally train with other people. She preferred to keep herself engaged alone, and didn’t even really let Punz come with her to her spot out in the woods. It was a special spot that had practice dummies, targets, and all kinds of equipment for bettering herself. She was a fighter by nature and she kept the weapons she carried hidden. But there was still one who knew more than anyone else. A girl that Cass admittedly found herself starting to hang out with more and more. She liked her company. But she wasn’t sure if she would if she found out Cass’s secret. But when they hung out she didn’t really have to think about all of that either. She could just be…Cass. When she saw the girl in question approach her training sight she smirked. She didn’t wanna show just how happy she was to see her….she knew that was weird. “Archery today…..Unless you would rather we just pack up and hit the gym like normal people.”

abby had admittedly never had too much issue with making friends growing up. she’d always been easy going enough that she could get along with quite literally anyone. but aside from wally she didn’t have many people who shared her most prominent interest: fighting. so meeting cassandra had been a thing of pure luck, and abby was grateful. “hey!” abby greets, smiling once cass comes into view in her spot in the woods. she’d been a little taken aback that cassandra had a pretty impressive set up out here, and that she was willing to share it because if it was out in the middle of the woods logic tells abby not many people knew about it. “oh, now you offer the gym after i dragged my ass all the way over here?” she jokes, setting her bag down. “nah, this is cool. you know me, always down for a challenge.” archery was admittedly far out of abby’s realm of skills, but she was willing to try something new and with cassandra around it was sure to be a fun day. 

kuki heard abby call her name from the other room and smiled, already climbing to her feet. at the mention of waffles, however, her eyes widened. abby was making waffles, which usually meant she was making her good ice cream sundaes, which meant that she was getting to taste a numbuh five special sundae. so she took off, making her way to the kitchen as fast as she could and leaned on the other side of the counter, the long sleeves of her sweater covering her hands as she rested her chin ontop of them and looked up at abby with wide eyes sparkling with adoration. “abby, did you know that i love you so so much? because i do. soooooooo much.”

“aww kuki,” abby smiles, unable to remain cool and unbothered around her. it’s always been that way, kuki smiles and you’ve just gotta smile with her. “you sure you not just sayin that so you can get first dibs?” she asks jokingly. she moves over to the waffle iron and the plate where she had already stacked the rest of the still hot waffles. “i love you too though.” she admits with a sly smile as she takes out the last of the brownie batter waffles. “so, what were you up to today anyways?” she asks, making conversation as she finishes setting out everything. she’s also genuinely curious because each and every one of her friends were always up to something.

Abigail comes from a very loving and happy family. The youngest of three kids, she received no shortage of love from her parents. And while her older brother was six years older than her, they had a pretty good relationship too. By the time she was old enough to really bond with him, he was out of the house so they never had to deal with the struggles of sharing a space and tween/teen angst altering their relationship.

Abby’s relationship with her older sister Cree was a very different story. When they were younger they were extremely close, and Abby even looked up to her sister -- although she refrains from admitting it. They would watch TV and listen to music together, and Cree would even go out of her way to play sports with Abby once she realized her baby sister had an interest in it. Then, almost out of nowhere their dynamic change and Cree suddenly had very little time or patience for her baby sister. 

Cree was suddenly only interested in boys, clothes and hanging out with her other equally lame teenager friends. Cree had less interest in playing basketball with her sister in the backyard, and more interest in trying to get Abby to try the new lipgloss she bought. Her sister had become a stranger right before her very eyes and she was devastated by the change of pace. You’d never tell though, Abby played it off like she had no cares in the world.

Looking back at it now, Abby realizes that it’s pretty common to go through those kinds of tensions with your older sister. But it still doesn’t mean she’s gonna’ just forgive and forget all the hurtful things Cree said when they would fight. Or the fact that Cree just completely turned her back on Abby and all the things she thought they had in common. 

What kept Abby’s spirits up during that really confusing time with her sister was having her friend group. When things would get to be too much at home and Abby couldn’t take the arguing anymore, she’d run off to Hoagie’s tree house. It felt nice to be so unconditionally accepted by a group people despite how very different they all were. 

Abby can’t tell you how she managed to find herself in a group where she was the only one with any common sense sometimes, but it’s fine. She accepts them for who they are and is ready and willing to keep them in check when they’re all being a bit too much. But for the most part, she goes along with whatever hijinks comes up because it’s always a good time no matter what they’re up to. 

Excelled in school. She was an honor student and was very proud of the fact. She’s also filled to the brim with little random facts and tidbits on various different topics. Ask her to name every name signed on the declaration of independence and she can, with ease. Just please don’t ask her where was it signed because if Hoagie runs in and yells ‘the bottom’ she’ll riot. 

Took karate and jujitsu lessons when she was younger. Playing ninja with Cree when they were younger was always one of her favorite things, and Cree always beat her when they were little. She was older, wiser and better, and Abby always accepted that. So, when Cree started taking lessons when she was ten, Abby followed suit. Cree excelled and almost made it to black belt, but she dropped out in pursuit of other, “more mature” things to try. Abby stuck with it though and pushed until she mastered all that one could learn at a strip mall dojo.

Abby participated in almost all sports related extracurriculars. She felt most at peace running track, and was the star of that team. But she also played volleyball, softball and basketball. Her parents often joked that she should have pursued track on an Olympic level but she was never that good, she thinks. Parents just always say things to hype you up, you know? She’d never admit that she did humor the idea once or twice when she was still unsure of what she wanted to do and who she wanted to be when she eventually got older. 

Abby still runs track in college, and is even on the girls’ basketball team still too. No matter how busy she gets with school and work, she can’t imagine not having sports in her life. 

She’s very big on personal space. Her room is her sanctuary and as much as she loves her friends, she will fight them if they go into her room without permission. She’s decked it out real nice. She’s got a little music station (and a very particular organizational method for her vinyl collection), her candy stash, and even a little disco ball in her room. She had to compromise on the pool table cause there wasn’t enough space but it’s fine. She’s not mad. (She is.)

LOVES LOVES LOVES MUSIC. She will vibe to just about anything but her heart lives with disco, funk and R&B. Would spend a disgusting amount of money to watch Doja Cat sing Say So fifty times. She doesn’t have to sing anything else, just keep doing Say So. 

Deciding to go into politics was pretty easy. Her entire life had been rebellion and fighting. Adults were bossy nightmares, teenagers were grouchy and mean, and society kept trying to force her into a dress because her preferring basketball shorts was bewildering to them. Abby reached a point in her life where all she knew was the need to fight for her right to be herself, so why not take that fight to the streets. And hopefully, one day an elected office.

For a really long time Abby had little to no interest in boys. Even when she hit puberty and it was expected for her to start swooning over them, she hardly seemed phased. Her father, very clumsily but adorably, spent a lot of time trying to make sure she knew she lived in a safe place and they would still love her if she was a lesbian. Abby had to let him know multiple times that she was not, but when she realized she was bisexual it was no problem coming out. She just always had very high standards for the men that would catch her eye, and felt most at ease in pants and suits than dresses. 

She works at Spoonful of Sugar. It’s no secret to any of her friend’s that she has a serious sweet tooth, so working at a candy store was a ‘no duh’ situation to her. She really likes it there and the owner is always giving away free stuff which definitely goes to Abby’s not so secret candy stash. Yeah, she still has a candy stash in her room, and no you can’t have any.

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