To be continued...
Thoughts, a couple more shots, and transcript under the cut.
So I hadn't really thought through the ending of the photoset when I started (like most things I write lmao). I realized I'd made similar fits for both of my characters, just that Hilary's matches her personality, and was immediately inspired to update NPVal with some Streetkid-gone-Nomad outfits. I sat down to write the dialogue after and realized I still needed an ending to the story! I don't want this to languish in WIP purgatory any longer so this will be a two-parter.
Transcript...
Carol: What the hell are you wearing?
Hilary: What, you don't like it?
Carol: That streetkid is rubbing off on you.
Carol: Speak of the devil...
Val: What was that?
Mitch: Hey, Val...
Hilary: Carol says we hang out too much.
Mitch: ...let's go get those scop dogs.
Carol: You two are starting to dress alike.
Simultaneous:
Val: Do not dress like that!!
Hilary: What's wrong with the way she dresses?
Val: Don't dress like that, do I, babe?
Carol: Yeah, babe?
Mitch: Uh, do you — are you — sorry, it's Pan.
<Text Message>
Pana Lama Ding Dong
#%!& GENERATORS!
</end Text Message>
Mitch: Are you fucking kidding me? I just fixed them last week!
Panam: Then you had better fix them again!
A few minutes later...
Panam: So what was that about?
Mitch: Carol. Got Val riled up about Hilary dressing like her.
Panam. You know she does, right?
Mitch: 'Course, and ya know I can't tell her that.
Panam: And what will you say when she asks again later?
Mitch: Figure something out.
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