barbie's quick to retract her hands, keeping them unclenched in defense. charlie was right, his hair seemed to have his own personality. but nothing some styling gel couldn't fix. " i'm sorry, i didn't know that. i just thought you were ticklish or something … " she didn't think that far, nor did she ask him – she just went for it. and she came to regret it. but better sooner than later. " okay, we still got this. you take the gel in your hands and rub it while i go search for a mirror. you'll love the final look, i promise! " she barely finishes her sentence and she's already trailing off to another room, to search for the aforementioned object. " there! " she practically yells from the other room.
" i'll hold the mirror and all you gotta do is push the left side to the back and the right side forward to your face. i saw this look in a magazine and i swear it can turn any man into a heartbreaker. "
❝hey, wanna spend the holiday along together?❞ ❝i wasn't really planning on doing anything this year...❞ ❝can't we just get along? just for today?❞ ❝i love you. please come home.❞ ❝fuck your family. let's party like its Y2K.❞ ❝your mom's a bitch, and her mash potatoes are always thick like paste.❞ ❝yeah, my mom kicked me out, but look a white christmas!❞ ❝i just don't want to spend the day alone this year.❞ ❝my family was never big on celebrating.❞ ❝go away, i don't like [holiday]❞ ❝did you really call my dad a cuck and throw a roll at him?❞ ❝i guess i should've known better than to trust you could be civil.❞ ❝please don't leave. you haven't opened your present yet.❞
[giving] sender shows up without warning to receiver's home to deliver a present knowing receiver has no one to celebrate with.
[taking] sender takes all the gifts from under receiver's tree and burns them.
[coal] sender gives receiver the cold shoulder, refusing to spend the holiday with them.
[blood] sender stands up for receiver when receiver's family is cruel.
[forget] sender forgets to come over to receiver's to spend time together on the holiday.
[unconditional] sender picks up receiver to take them to out as a distraction from old wounds left by family/friend/etc.
[jolly] receiver tries to cheer up sender after sender breaks down on the holiday.
🐝 * ― 𝑩𝑨𝑹𝑩𝑰𝑬 𝑰𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑵𝑼𝑻𝑪𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑲𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
❛ you almost had it, [name]. here, let me show you. ❜ ❛ you’ve just gotta find the courage to try. ❜ ❛ you can’t tell me what to do! ❜ ❛ don’t worry, i’ll wait until your party is over before i perform any mischief. ❜ ❛ some people never change. but we can always hope. ❜ ❛ you must have felt like a princess. ❜ ❛ i wish i could have been there. ❜ ❛ maybe next time you can come with me. ❜ ❛ not so fearless now, hmm? ❜ ❛ you’re not going to get away from me this time. ❜ ❛ it’s dangerous, yes. but not impossible. ❜ ❛ me? with you? in there? i don’t think so. ❜ ❛ this is crazy. but, yes. ❜ ❛ here, let me give you a hand. ❜ ❛ well, i’m sorry, but you should have been more careful. ❜ ❛ i wish i could remember but i’m so hungry. ❜ ❛ that would be a shame, then i couldn’t tell you the juicy bit of gossip i overheard. ❜ ❛ i didn’t know things had gotten this bad. ❜ ❛ well, what have we here? ❜ ❛ well, if you have nothing to hide you won’t mind answering a few questions. ❜ ❛ i’ve never heard such a ridiculous story! ❜ ❛ i do believe i’m starting to rub off on you. ❜ ❛ you want me to babysit a rock? ❜ ❛ why haven’t you told anyone? ❜ ❛ perhaps you should remember who’s in charge of this expedition. ❜ ❛ are you sure you’re alright to travel? ❜ ❛ that is what you want, isn’t it? ❜ ❛ i should have never come, what was i thinking? ❜ ❛ what am i saying? i can’t leave! i’m their only hope! ❜ ❛ are you sure about this? ❜ ❛ ah, you’re just in time for your party. ❜ ❛ there’s more to being king than having a crown. ❜ ❛ i don’t need their loyalty. i don’t even need them! ❜ ❛ i am afraid i underestimated you. ❜ ❛ you and i know you’re much more than that. ❜ ❛ none of this would have been possible without you, [name]. ❜ ❛ i absolutely despise happy endings! ❜ ❛ it’s about time you got up. ❜ ❛ it’s not a story ― it really happened. ❜ ❛ i’m verry happy to … meet you. ❜
there's a dreadful sentiment digging at her chest, with metaphorical claws, that is. she wasn't worried about the speed, about the car, not even about herself. she was worried for him. lips pursed into a thin line, huffing through her nose. an intention arises, to rest her hand on his arm, to reassure him other than with words that it's going to be okay, but she doesn't follow through. instead, she just stares at him with her doe eyed crystal gaze, feeling sorry that she can't actually help him. it takes a while before she exhales all the air that she was holding, as she was trying to find the appropriate words to tell him – spoiler alert, none seemed to be kenough.
" dolls make mistakes too. " she wasn't defending anyone, but it was true, " and they hurt too. from my own experience the crocodile tears were first real tears. we – you are allowed to feel emotions. and i can't provide the answers to all those questions. but i know that it's no fun what you're feeling. " her gaze flickers to the road, it seemed awfully quiet, probably because everyone else was attending the party. " where are we going? because i have an idea that might help. "
She steps in, and he's off in an instant, pressing the gas peddle to the floor. The faster they leave, the better he'll feel, as wind whips through their hair, almost drowning out the music and her inquiry. Hands grip the steering wheel, and he keeps his eyes on the road in front of them, tempted to pretend he didn't hear her - but she's perceptive, and he's a mess, it would be foolish to act like everything's okay.
He turns down the music enough so it doesn't shake the car anymore, but provides enough background noise so it isn't awkward.
"I don't know." He's being truthful, looking anywhere but at her reflection in the mirror, "I thought he loved me. Why the hell was he kissing someone else? Why was he kissing Barbie?"
this barbie's going to the grocery store or whatever lidl is. however i feel like writing short stuff when i return home. so give this a heart or comment anything silly and you will soon receive a small starter thing in your inbox!