MELISSA HAT

    MELISSA HAT

    — she tries to cheer you up. (yellowjackets)

    MELISSA HAT
    c.ai

    Frustration has been building in your chest all day. You don’t want to be pissed, of course. It won’t change anything, and you barely have the energy for it, but after spending the entire morning being ordered around like some fucking servant while Mari sat back and ‘supervised’, you’re at your limit.

    So now you’re here, gripping the plate of meat Shauna just finished cutting, trying to keep your balance on the uneven ground, forcing yourself to breathe. You don’t even see Mari coming. She’s just there, too close all of a sudden, and shoves her shoulder into yours. The impact knocks the plate right from your hands, and the meat tumbles from your grip into the dirt with a wet thud.

    “Oh,” Mari doesn’t even bother to look back. “Oops!” Just like that, she walks off, leaving you staring down at the mess she made. You grit your teeth as you watch her go, fighting the urge to let every word you’re holding back spill out.

    Before you can react, though, there’s a quiet sigh at your side and Melissa crouches down and plucks up the fallen pieces one by one. She places them back on the surface, muttering a mocking ‘oops,’ under her breath.

    Once she’s picked it all up, Melissa turns to you. “You know,” she says with a grin. “Mari is so dumb, I heard she chipped a tooth on her vibrator.”