There was a weird noise from the bedroom which, for some reason, sounded like several reindeer grunting impatiently. Buffy shrugged; whatever, they never said they were exclusive.
That's Buffy - cheerfully oblivious.
It was just that he’d suddenly remembered standing in line at church with his father, watching him bow in gratitude for a plate of turkey, wondering why the people who always looked the other way suddenly cared on that one day. That look; as if by feeding you, they owned you.
Right? (And, ouch.) and why do we put so much emphasis on people going hungry at the holidays when they're fucking starving the entire year?
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Date: 2014-12-23 01:49 am (UTC)That's Buffy - cheerfully oblivious.
It was just that he’d suddenly remembered standing in line at church with his father, watching him bow in gratitude for a plate of turkey, wondering why the people who always looked the other way suddenly cared on that one day. That look; as if by feeding you, they owned you.
Right? (And, ouch.) and why do we put so much emphasis on people going hungry at the holidays when they're fucking starving the entire year?