let our hearts bleed

she’s staring at the poster with a sigh. “it would be naive to think it, but maybe this time he’ll finally talk about the girls..?” it’s futile. practically everyone in this town can see through mayor grant’s facade. everything’s a ploy. “i suppose on the bright side, if you attend, it’ll be easier to catch him on the spot and call him out.” the brazen idea surprises even herself once she utters it. part of her definitely needs to ‘get it out of her system’ as some people have said. either that, or these savage musings might get out of hand. keeping quiet simply isn’t something her mind wants to settle for anymore, it seems.

“you’re right, that is naive.” arms crossed across her chest, head titled as she continues to stare inquisitively at the poster. hoping to find some redeemable feature in it. of course, not finding even remote success. “you know, that is exactly why i was considering going. maybe we could both call him out. see how he flounders his way away from that in front of the cameras.” giving her a smile as she turns her head to glance at the other. a smile on her lips. “i just can’t believe he’s this ignorant.”

            to  her  ,         the  dinner  seemed  as  though  it  was  nothing  more  than  a  ploy ,        a  false  sense  of  SECURITY  ,       a  way  to  bring  in  more  cameras     /     publicize  the  town   !          knew  that  she  wasn’t  the  only  one  ,        knew  that  others  saw  through  the  act  of  the  mayor   ,     and  wanted  the  truth  .        frame  lined  up  next  to  others ,       eyebrow  arched .             ❝        enjoying  yourself ?       ❞

“seems like it.” although valentina believed in the extraterrestrial, she did think that this whole thing was a stupid idea. “he probably does, but maybe he thought it was stupid or maybe he’s seen one too many alien movies and got scared of what might happen to his beloved town or whatever.”

“ exactly, you’ve got it. “ cassie giggled, nodding her head. cassie occasionally forgot that jamie wasn’t a local. jamie thought a lot like the frustrated locals in this town, including cassie. she could appreciate that about her friend. “ of course they are. “ cassie continued to laugh, rolling her eyes. “ are you going on friday ? “

“ugh, i only did it for two seconds and i already feel dirtier.” shaking her head with a teasing smile, she leans forward on her elbows. considering cassie’s question. “i have no idea. i was thinking about going just to piss him off.” she lets out a breath. “are you? i mean at least you’d make it tolerable.”

“ apparently, he is. “ cassie said. she was trying to be respectful, but she couldn’t help but giggle at the fact that it was becoming a reality. “ you’re thinking by jamie standards. you need to think in mayor grant standards. i swear, the only time i spoke to him, he called me katie about three times and thought my sister’s name was bianca. “

“so basically i need to think like a capitalist sleezeball who’s only care is if the way the public sees him is glowing?” it’s incredibly scathing and in no manner what one would expect a citizen to say in such a quaint town. but she wasn’t a native as much as she liked coldbrook. and she was quick to call out it’s failings. “and by the way, everyone should think by jamie standards. because jamie standards are awesome.”

heyo it’s ur local trash king back at it again with another muse. ( look at how cute she is tho. )