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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 3:46 am
 Yue had been in town for a little more than a week, and already she was bored out of her mind. The first year she had been back home after university, everything was a little exciting. She was a sophisticated college student returning home to her hick town to prove to everyone exactly how much she was excelling without Sonata Town's backwardness holding her down -- plus, you know, homesickness and all that. But this was her third break spent at home and honestly the novelty had worn off. Yue had spent the last season in the UK, she had traveled to Paris during her long weekends, and went to London often enough to know her way around the city well enough. Of course she was going to be bored in this little town! They only had like seven shows on television.
A little over a week into her winter holiday in Sonata Town and Yue was starved for entertainment. She had even tried to talk to her mother, you know, mother-daughter bonding and that sort of thing, but of course it had derailed within moments and she regretted ever trying it in the first place. She should at least get out of the house, she told herself, and the past few days had been spent visiting the various businesses around town. Today was the movie theater. Honestly, Yue wasn't much for movies. She liked older films, the classics, as much as anyone else, but recent releases made her head hurt. But it beat wandering around town for two hours, so why not?
Yue adjusted her scarf as she walked into the movie theater (of course, they wouldn't even have central heating on this island), already feeling crabby because of the weather. Better cold than warm, but she still didn't appreciate numb fingers or a runny nose. She had purchased a ticket for whatever movie sounded least obnoxious and now made her way to the concession stand to get something to eat. The incompetent-looking teenager behind the counter had been in her class in school, though a few years below, but she pretended like he was a complete stranger. Yue Li was a university student now, she didn't have the time to keep her old classmates straight! Glancing over Keegan with a judgmental eye -- the verdict was not particularly positive -- she perused the menu and found it similarly disappointing.
"Excuse me," she addressed him so icily that the temperature in the room dropped by a degree or two, "Do you happen to have anything that isn't deep-fried or.... dripping with butter?" she continued, speaking slowly so he'd understand.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 10:41 pm
 Thirty-two pieces of popcorn were successfully accounted for when Keegan heard the sound of the door open. He turned his head slightly to get a better angle of the girl that had entered. He tilted his head back to look up into the lights when he noticed that she was walking towards him. Oh joy, he had to deal with another customer. She seemed pretty snotty from first looks. He thought he vaguely remembered seeing her at school or something. Meh, not like it mattered. Bitches like that never looked at the guys like Keegan. He just blended into the woodwork to people like her. Girls that thought they deserved the best kind of treatment. He didn't even bother straightening up when she stopped and looked at him. He shifted his gaze to her eyes as she spoke to him. He rolled his eyes at the way she spoke to him. "Man, I sure am glad that you took the time to slow that down for me, but I'm not sure that my simple mind can understand what you mean by deep-fried."
He scratched his chin, deep in thought of what she could mean. He shook his head in disbelief when the thought never came. "Man, if only there was something around here that told people everything that we have for sell here. Then the fact that they hired incompetent people like myself wouldn't be such a gosh darn problem." He turned his head to look up at the menu. "Well, s**t. What do you know. We do have something that tells you what we have." He rolled his eyes. Really, the nerve of some people. She wasn't better than him. She was here, wasn't she? It wasn't like he was working here because he didn't have other options, he just wanted the discount.
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 12:58 am
 To her credit, Yue didn't let any of Keegan's sarcastic remarks affect her. Her eyebrow twitched a few times, but she didn't turn even the slightest shade of pink or avert her eyes, things her sister and mother would have fallen back on before they even opened their mouths. On the grand scheme of things, she was much more like her brother, which meant her appreciation of sarcasm was lacking. Some people might find it funny or entertaining, but the Li's were not known to have very strong senses of humor.
Letting Keegan's sarcastic retort hang in the air, Yue stared at the boy behind the counter. She stared and stared and stared, not blinking once. Her mouth was pulled into a firm, straight line, refusing to give him any hope that she found him any less detestable. After a long moment of saying nothing, just staring as one would stare at a moth shoving its face into a burning hot light bulb, she reached up to brush her hair out of her face. "Sarcasm is an idiot's way of trying to sound witty," she replied coolly. "But if this is what you consider satisfactory customer service, than perhaps even that is giving you too much credit." Finally breaking eye contact, Yue unclasped her bag and reached in for her wallet, pulling out a crisp bill. "I'll have a small popcorn, but no salt or butter. Understand? Not a single drip or grain. I don't intend on dying of a blocked artery at the age of forty. Go on," she waved the money at him as dismissal. If cows could understand the flapping of cloth, so could this dimwit.
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Posted: Sat Dec 14, 2013 11:27 pm
 The fact that this girl didn't seem to mind any of his remarks was honestly a bit disappointing for Keegan. He was looking forward to the look on her face, and the look he was getting was not that look. He had hoped to be able to knock her off of that stupid high horse, but she must have a damn good grip. He found himself feeling a bit unsettled as he watched her unblinking stare. Had she blinked during this whole time? He had been paying too much attention to the menu. He smiled as she began to speak. Maybe this girl wasn't so bad after all. She had her own bite to her and that was pretty nice. Once she continued, however, he found himself scowling yet again. She had only had that one shining moment of actually seeming normal before she hopped back up in the saddle. He dropped his gaze to the floor, no longer caring for what she had to drone on about. Was he supposed to just drop to the ground and kiss her feet? He'd rather not have a job at all then have to be nice to bitches like this.
He waited for her to finally finish talking before he looked back up and said anything. He wasn't going to interrupt the princess and have to deal with more of her s**t. "I'm not sure you understand how a job like this works. I don't know why you would, though. From the looks of it, you probably haven't worked a day in your life. I don't get paid any extra to give you satisfactory customer service, so I don't intend on treating you any better than I would treat anyone else." He took the money from her and placed it on the counter before moving to grab a bag for her popcorn. "The popcorn is already salted, but it doesn't have any butter yet. I can rinse it off for you if you'd like. Though I can't imagine it would taste very good that way. It kind of just turns into goo. I guess that's what you pay for not having clogged arteries though, right?" He smiled his best customer service smile over at her as he flicked the bag open.
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 10:26 pm
 Perhaps a wiser person would have rolled their eyes and walked away at a moment like this. But while Yue prided herself in being inherently more intelligent than anyone else born on this island, she was also stubborn and still very much a child. She should have walked away and left the bigger person, but Goddess this guy was being such an a** and she wanted to win, dammit. "Fine," she said after falling into another judgmental silence. She was really good at those. Part of her wished she could just snatch the money off the counter, but that would be immature, so she busied herself in glancing over her fingernails, that quintessential b***h gesture. "You may be dim, but you can't help that. I'll take the popcorn as is, so you can take it easy." She could just brush the salt off before she ate it anyway. She already dabbed her pizza with a napkin, brushing off salt was practically the same thing. "It must be very terrible for you, working in a place like this. So degrading, to know that any talentless slacker can replace you at a moment's notice, and probably do a better job of it. It must be hard." Just because Yue didn't appreciate sarcasm didn't mean that she was incapable of using a bit of it herself.
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 10:19 pm
 Keegan leaned forward on the counter and ran his fingers through his hair as he waited with high anticipation. Would she choose the soggy popcorn or not? Oh the suspense was just killing him. He fought the urge to roll his eyes as much as possible as she looking over her own fingernails. Then came the response that he had awaited so long. "Really? Aren't you just a sweetie." He stood back upright and grabbed a glove to be sure miss prissy-britches didn't have anything to complain about. He busied himself in making the popcorn as she began to talk again. Goddess, couldn't she just keep her mouth shut? It'd make this whole process easier if she just continued to watch her perfect nails. He patted the bottom of the bag against the counter before extending it over to her. He then pulled off his glove to start inputting the price into the cash register.
His eyes shifted up for a second to shoot her a harsh look. Was this b***h serious right now? He shook his head lightly before pulling out her change. "I know this must have to do with your upbringing, so I'll try to take it easy on you. But, I'm really just not entirely sure that you understand how a job like this works. I mean, why would you? You get everything fed into your perfect little mouth by the hand of the goddess, don't you?" He handed her the change with a scoff. "I'm supposed to be disposable. Who would want to work to get here? That would be some kind of hell. I'm 17, working a minimum wage job that takes minimal effort. The discount is a bonus, I suppose." He closed the register and moved the hair out of his eyes. "Sorry. I didn't really answer your question there, did I? No. It's not degrading. I enjoy being a talentless slacker. If I weren't, I wouldn't get to meet angels like you." He smiled. Now that she should be completely satisfied and finally leave, it seemed like a good idea to take a break.
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 3:07 am
 Yue's mouth tightened into such a straight line her lips threatened to vanish from sight completely. She didn't appreciate having her jabs tossed back at her face. Sure, it was a weak toss, but that didn't mean she couldn't feel the gross, wet slap of weak sarcasm against her cheek. "Oh, thank you," she said icily as she took the popcorn, and then her change. Even though she had her money and her gross food, she stood her ground. To just bow out and go see whatever terrible movie was playing would be to give up, and she just couldn't give him that amount of satisfaction. What was the point of living if she couldn't feel superior to others? So she refused to budge, and instead glanced down at the bag of popcorn in her hand. It looked so unappetizing in the harsh light of the theater lobby, and the thought that his uncivilized, uncouth, gross hands had touched it made it even more so. With a small grimace, she raised the bag in her hand, as if she was toasting Keegan. Locking eyes with him and holding that eye contact with all the chilly ferocity she could muster, she casually tipped the bag of popcorn, spilling the contents to the floor. "Oops," she chirped nonchalantly, and then turned to go. As she stepped out, she made sure to stomp on as many pieces of popcorn as she could, smashing them into carpet. A DVD would just have to suffice.
- exit Yue -
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Posted: Sat Dec 21, 2013 2:06 am
Keegan's eyes had begun to get heavy on him. This day was just never going to end. He forced a final smile at Yue as she finally seemed to be leaving. He reached for a cup to make himself a drink so he could wander off and find somewhere to sit. Maybe he could watch a movie. The place was pretty dead. He grabbed a lid and looked up just in time to see the dumb b***h pouring her popcorn onto the floor. Was that supposed to be some kind of stab at him? Janitor was certainly not in his job description. He shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the theaters. He was just really glad that that b***h had finally decided to leave. He had said enough words for about a month. He just needed to go find some place to chill and sip on his drink. Though he had to admit, it was a little exciting to meet someone that could go toe-to-toe with him.
[EXIT]
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