sick, sad world

“You’ve got that camp counselor spirit and it really works for you. Of course you can defend your own honor. That’s why I’m even mentioning it, just so you know that I have your back. If you find yourself mid-fight and just want to high-five tag team it out to take a little break, I’ll be there.” He laughed at the thought of anyone much less Liz getting into a fight at the party, but it was still an entertaining it out. “Oh I’ll go all out. Catch me looking like one of those fancy general dog paintings, but I’ll be a man and not a dog.”

“What is that? Can you explain this camp counselor spirit thing? I wanna know.” Liz inquired curiously. “Thank you. I really appreciate it and I am glad that you have my back. I have your back too. I’ll surely call you if I need it but I am not the type who gets in a physical fight in front of everybody. Except one but the guy deserved it.” She shook her head, remembering the day she threw a chair at Jake. “Man, I gotta see that. Now I have a reason to get excited for the party.”

“Exactly, you can wear whatever but if you have a crap attitude you still aren’t going to feel your best or be your best.” His eyebrows grew together, playing at offended that she would doubt him. “Of course I would, I’m a gentleman. Also, it’d be way too easy to attach my sabre to a suit. I’d even be ready.”

“Exactly. I don’t care what they wear or how much many they have to be honest. All I care about is their attitude.” Liz shook her head in disbelief. The blonde let out a chuckle. “You are a gentleman. Thanks for defending my honour but I can do it myself too.” She nodded. “Oh definitely, it’d way too easy. So we are doing this, you are bringing your sabre and I am going to wear my Holtzmann glasses.”

“Eh, you’re fine. I can totally see where you’re coming from, so many people equate taste to price tag and it’s like… are you serious? I think you should and if anyone says anything I’ll challenge them to a duel. They’ll appreciate it because it’ll be classy as dicks.”

“I know right? It’s not all about the price tag. It’s all about the attitude.” She shook her head. “Would you really challenge them to a duel? I’d be so honored.” She teased. “Imagine though. A duel in 21st century..”

“That’s just a good I guess. As a go around for any of the rules, I think it’s great really. It’s a more subtle calling to your love of busting ghosts, but I think only a real dick would call you out on it or make a big deal of it.”

“Well don’t get me wrong, I don’t wanna be rude to you but half of your brothers are dicks unfortunately. There are also handful of mean girls in Zeta, so I am pretty sure someone is going to make a snarky comment but meh, who cares? You are gonna be there right?”

“There isn’t a rule that says you can’t do both? A proton pack sounds like the best accessory anyone could ask for.”

“I wish but I don’t think they would appreciate my proton pack. However I might wear Holtzmann’s glasses instead of a mask? What do you think?”

Flannery O’Connor