luanmoretti:

Luan should have felt a massive sense of accomplishment.  She had pushed aside her fears and entered a crowded place alone, gone to the bar and ordered herself a drink – something that would have been utterly impossible for her just a few months ago.  But instead of pride all she felt was shame.  She had done this instead of the thing she was really afraid of, the thing she really needed to do.  “Stupid stupid stupid…” she hissed to herself and pulled her phone out of her bag, glaring at the innocent device like it had wronged her as it sat in her trembling hand.  “Just do it,” Luan growled but her thumb continued to just hover over the number she needed to call.

“You know multinational companies don’t like people banding their slogans around without proper branding.  If you are going to quote Nike you need to at least have a tick somewhere on you,” Lottie mused, her expression verging on amused at her own dumb joke.