hella good ☀

She burned too bright for this world.

I wanna travel the world, learn about as much as I can, meet as many people as I can, and enjoy the simple pleasures of the world.

a small laugh bubbled past her lips. “yeah, but that didn’t stop me from taking gross selfies on my digital camera.” a smile lingered on her lips followed by a cringe at the thought of those still existing somewhere. she licked her lips and thought about what exactly was her favorite thing on the menu that was universal. “well, my favorite thing is the bacon cheese burger with onion rings on it. we also have really good mozzarella sticks,” catalina suggested as she felt her stomach begin to ache for food.

she offered a weak smile before looking back down at her piece. the guy was obviously somewhat drunk -- or maybe that’s just how he was, although she leaned towards the first thought. her attention was then grabbed again by the same gentle voice as before. “mhm,” she nodded, putting down her silver pencil, then proceeding to wipe the graphite of her hands and onto her exposed legs. “thank you,” she said as if it were a question. she was unsure whether that was a compliment or not. “are you an artist as well ??” she questioned, not being able to take her eyes off the shamrocks in his hair. damn, this would really be an awesome portrait, she thought again.

“i shared a room with jesus up until i was three. i mean, i don’t really remember that but, i’m sure it was terrible,” madi said with a small laugh. she listened as her friend spoke, smiling when she finished. “it came furnished? so, he probably doesn’t even like all this stuff! he’ll be glad that I pretty it up a bit then. and as for you, you’re gonna come with me to shop. we’ll get you a new couch and just whatever else you want.”

“that doesn’t count at all,” she scoffed. “it was absolutely brutal when my grandmother would come to visit. sam had to bunk with us until my grandma left and it was the actual worst. i can’t even handle more than three weeks with one messy guy, imagine having to live with one for years ?? good luck to you, mads.” her eyebrows furrowed when she mentioned getting a new couch for cat, followed by a head shake ‘no’. “i’m not letting you buy me a single thing,” catalina stood strong on her stance. “i’d love to go with you. we’re just not getting anything for me.”

“I was going through an old box of things that I never got around to unpacking a while ago, and I found these really cool sea shells from when I lived by the beach. Now planning a beach trip has never sounded better, I definitely miss it.”

“oh, tell me about it. i grew up less than a mile from the shore and i miss the beach so much,” catalina sighed heavily. just behind venice and santa monica beach, huntington was a big tourist attraction. one of the many reasons why she despised it from noon and after. she never knew that a day would come that she wasn’t minutes away from warm sand and salty air. “i will for sure help pay for gas and snacks if you let me come with you,” she practically begged. she didn’t know how desperate she was for the beach until this moment.

“would it be selfish of me to promote the diner i work at?” she chuckled as she looked down at her tacky waitress uniform. “i wouldn’t say we serve the best, but i need the tips,” she joked with a wide smile. “in all honesty, kc smoke burgers and lc’s hamburgers are really nice.”

Kelly sat on top of the plastic bin outside of her door with her head in her hands. Why did her boss choose today of all days to unload all of this crap onto her? Why did she have to forget her key on her desk again? Why was she still stuck in this hell of a building? “Oh my god, someone wake me up from this nightmare.”

catalina couldn’t help, but laugh. she knew there had to be a legitimate reason for kelly to feel this way, but her seriousness and constant negativity started to grow on cat as if it were kelly’s way of being funny. “reality’s a bitch, but good coffee seems to help me face it.” she answered honestly, but light-heartedly. almost as if it were a joke.

Mel hugs her knees to her chest, squinting at the ceiling uncertainly. Maybe she shouldn’t comment on it, maybe it’s not that big a deal. But still, Burlington Creek hadn’t ever made noises like this. “Do… do you hear that? That… rattling? Does this building rattle? Often?”

she couldn’t tell what the girl was talking about. “i’m not hearing anything you’re describing. sorry,” catalina shrugged. maybe her ears were used to rattling noises being that her home shook often, whether it be by her brothers or earthquakes. “i’m sure it’s just the building settling or maybe the person above you has some people over,” she tried to assure the obviously shaken up girl.

My revenge will be artistic not personal.