She frowns before picking it up.
Charlie
Hello. How was the rest of the party?
Quinn
Stuffy. I want to apologize for last night. I overstepped in the garden, and I’m sorry if I was too pushy or aggressive. I never want you to do anything you aren’t comfortable with, especially in a public place
She stares at the words in stunned silence. She wants to respond,Apologize for what? For burrowing under my skin and making me feel something I’ve never felt before?
Before she can respond, there’s another chime.
Quinn
Also my dad is a fucking asshole
She smiles, glad he’s not there to see her flush.
Charlie
I appreciate you saying that, but I wasn’t uncomfortable. I enjoyed it—or I would have had we not been interrupted
She hesitates before adding,
Also, parents can be assholes, and it’s okay to think that
She abandons her phone for a moment to retrieve her laptop from her bedroom, and when she returns, his reply blinks up at her.
Quinn
That’s great to know ;) For future experiments, obviously
Warmth suffuses her belly, and she sits back down on the barstool.
Charlie
Obviously
Quinn
I never asked, what are you doing for break?
Finals are next week. Charlie feels both prepared and not, but that isn’t unusual for her, a chronic overthinker and overpreparer. She and Wes agreed at the end of their last LSAT prep session to put tutoring on hold until the start of the next semester.
Charlie
Staying here, working at the clinic, planning the expo. You know, desecrating the sanctity of God and all that
Every year, her parents ask about her plans, but she hasn’t gone home for Christmas since she was a sophomore after she told them about her job. They spent the remainder of the week in tense, painful silence after her parents yelled at her for supporting a clinic that goes against the will of God. She’ll call her mother on Christmas, but it’s hard now that her parents treat her like a stranger in her childhood home.
Quinn
Well, I’m proud of you, Rogers
She sighs, the walls she’s built around her heart starting to fracture.
Charlie