Young, Scrappy and Hungry

                           “ We need a chat, and we don’t                        really do bathrooms: we do closets. ”

I think I need some ‘The Bold Type’ headcanons...

Sutton’s views on kids are severely complicated and she hasn’t talked about it enough to realize the issues and how deep they go. It isn’t that she never ever wants kids, it’s that she loves her life how it is and doesn’t want them right now and might not want them ever, which were her exact words in the episode. Sutton isn’t in that place yet. She is terrified of motherhood because her own mother drank and ignored her and sometimes verbally abused her and she had to fend for herself. While she is definitely the ‘Mom friend’, Sutton also experienced a trauma with her miscarriage, and doesn’t think she can take care of anyone efficiently. She was relieved not to become a Mom, but she was also excited about a family with Richard and that isn’t something I want to brush under the rug either. Right now, her stance is no children, but given previous season views from her about wanting kids so she could “be a better mom” (also comes directly from her mouth from a previous episode) than her own, and from what Meghann has said in interviews, Sutton’s stance on this issue is by no means black and white. There are deeper reasons as to why she feels this way, and this is my take on it.

Shoulders lifted in a small shrug as an initial response to the question. “I guess that’s just what I always do whenever I get an assignment I’m not particularly excited about. I find some way to take a creative risk with it and keep my fingers crossed everything will work out in the end.” Sometimes the final result was what she’d been hoping for, and on a few yet fortunately rare occasions, her teacher had been less than impressed. Hopefully Sutton’s situation would be the former rather than the latter. “If you do wind up going with it and the top becomes like super famous one day, you totally have to let me model it in a future fashion show for you, though.” Delia was only TEASING, of course, but having seen a couple of Sutton’s sketches, there was no denying the girl had some serious talent in that particular department.

Scarlett burst into the room, entirely unaware that it was already occupied by someone else until hearing the sound of an unfamiliar voice coming from the floor below. Glancing down to see who it belonged to, she offered her fellow brunette a small smile, careful not to spill any of her drink as she shoved her most recent fling back out into the hallway. “You’re good,” she waved off the inquiry, not sure if her own question was due to her slightly tipsy state or actual, genuine curiousity. “Why the FLOOR, though? I mean, there’s a couch thingy like right over there.” Futon, Scarlett. They’re called futons.

     Sutton was not a regular visit to his office. She was different than their regular clientele from the perfume she wore, the materials that made up her clothing, her brand of makeup. All the subtle things that no one would believe he could notice before she made it to his door. Still he would act surprised that it was her.

❝Oh, Sutton. I wasn’t expecting you to come by.❞ There were a few moments where he found himself curious about what Foggy was thinking when she walked in. He found it uncanny that a blind man could befriend such attractive women. Bet he would say so the next time they were alone. ❝It’s about lunchtime by now, isn’t it? Sure Foggy wouldn’t mind me stepping out.❞

        She didn’t show up a lot, but she was busy and so was he. The only times she usually came, was to help him with his suits because that was what she got paid to do, but this was different. Sutton liked to think that she and Matt were at the very least friends, and she enjoyed his company. So she was glad that he seemed on board with the idea of doing lunch together, even if it meant being stuck with just her for company.

“I-I HAVE GREAT PHYSICAL STAMINA, too,” Percy’s face flushes at her wink before he clears his throat, “You know-because I’m on the swim team so of course I’d have great physical stamina,” amongst OTHER REASONS of course, but one embarrassment at a time. At her response Percy lifts his shoulders up in a shrug, “I mean,” and then lower them, “At least you’re doing something…..practical, right?” he tilts his head to the side and the erects it back to normal, “I took a year off right after I graduated high school because I didn’t know what I really wanted to go to college for yet,” and to just relax after everything he’d been through for the prior 6 years as well. His brow quirks, “Well, I can at least save you if we end up at the same table studying again in the future, I can promise you that,” Percy’s lips pull up in a slight smirk, “And, I’m going for teaching, middle school specifically. “