ploobz

anyway i wanted a memento of my first pride, you know, and this one vendor was selling keyrings, and i liked it, so i bought one. do you remember those italian charm bracelets that were all the rage like 10-15 years ago? it was a keychain like that, and it had a rainbow rooster, a rainbow cat, and then just a rainbow, and so I bought it.

i run into my mom a couple of vendors over and she goes oh you bought something? what’d you get? so i showed her, and i was like, “I’m not sure why it’s a rooster and a cat. Seems kind of random. But I liked the rainbows.”

and my mom, who was some form of minister’s wife for most of my childhood and teenagerhood, stares at me like she thinks i’m joking.

“What?” i say.

…relic…

The three just stare at each other for a moment before Trinity just says "Well, hello." And immediately walks up to Dennis room.

Dennis’s laying in bed like a lazy cat in a too big shirt and shorts, half-awake, he grumbles about the light from the hallway being too harsh as Trin opens the door. He takes a minute to reopen his eyes and realizes that it’s Trin but when he does he only mumbles "Hey Trin, how was your night ?"

Trinity ignores his words completely, leaning in the doorway, "Huckleberry, I thought we agreed that 'The Bear, the Twunk and the Twink' was a porn filmed OUTSIDE of my apartment !"

Dennis throws her a pillow and bury his face in his own "I had to hear the 'toxic Lesbians' audio porn for months in this apartment, you’ll survive."

trinity: “yeah, i’m just a little worried about huckleberry, not sure if the situation he’s in on this farm is healthy for him.”

robby: “don’t worry, i’ll talk to him about setting some boundaries.”

*few hours later*

robby: “hey, so i gave him the keys to my house…”